Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2202

Jameson's expression gradually hardened, the warmth of the orange sunset in the rose garden unable to pierce the chill that now surrounded him.

Alyssa, her lashes dampened by tears, glanced at the pebble at her feet before turning to Remy.

He observed Alyssa's reddened, swollen eyes with a detached expression and took a loud, deliberate bite from his apple.

Suddenly, a powerful urge surged within her. She trembled, gathering every ounce of strength to push herself upright, intending to walk toward Remy.

With a loud crash, her wheelchair toppled over, sending her sprawling onto the soil.

"Lyse! Are you okay?"

Jameson panicked, reaching out to lift her, but she shoved him away and screamed, "I don't need your help. I can manage on my own!"

the earth, struggling to her

in disbelief. He had injected her with a tranquilizer last night. Even though it was now the next day, it should have kept her paralyzed. Logically, she shouldn't have

extraordinary willpower, allowing her

mid-bite, his cold gaze deepening as he watched Alyssa rise from the ground. For a fleeting moment, a flicker of something stirred within

stared at Remy, her eyes sparkling. He was Damien; she was sure of it.

Alyssa's surging emotions toward Remy. He glared at Remy with icy

walk and happened to pass by,' Remy replied, shifting his gaze away from Alyssa's pale face, surveying the beautiful rose garden.

face fell. "What do you

isn't willing to marry you. So, if you ask me, this rose garden might as

core into the roses.

you someone who usually obeys Sir's commands to a tee? You wouldn't say things you weren't supposed to say. What's

it seemed rather stiff. "That's true, typically. But when I see

cold or blunt as Remy, he was also straightforward and uncomplicated. These similarities

bothers you, that's your problem. Lyse and I will be married. She will