Chapter 2205

With a soft click, Remy opened a hidden compartment in the necklace. In it was a black-colored pill.

He took it out, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

Alyssa's voice in his head gradually faded away.

For over a year, he hadn't needed any medication to ease his headaches. He thought he'd never have to take it again.

Meanwhile, Jameson clutched a medical report in his study room. His handsome face was ashen, his sharp eyes bloodshot.

"Mr. Schmidt, your current health isn't looking good," his private physician hesitated, standing by his side. "The medical facilities on this island are limited. They might not be enough if your condition suddenly worsens. I suggest you go to a proper hospital soon, within this month. Treatment there might help ease your condition."

Jameson's pale, chapped lips uttered, 'Can vigorous treatment cure me?"

doctor looked

incurable, and I don't have long to live, do I?" Jameson forced a smile. A mix of emptiness and the fear of death formed an invisible

so pessimistic. If you were to be subject to

tell me how much

"At most... half

closed his eyes and guffawed.

you were taking before didn't heal you. They only masked your symptoms. They've even damaged your organs," the doctor sighed. "In other words, what you consumed was a slow poison, highly addictive, creating a dependency. It's like pancreatic cancer-by the time you

the report into a ball, squeezing it tightly as if he could crush the dreadful reality in his grip. "So,

his eyes toward the windowsill. The black rose he had nurtured so carefully for Alyssa

admiration I've enjoyed these past ten years were bought with

as a gesture of kindness and recognition. But in truth, he had

to..." Thoughts of Alyssa filled his mind, and he broke down, tears streaming

for what he had become-for his cruelty, for the blood on his hands. But how could he have ever

be a

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