Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2215

By doing this, Jameson made it seem as if he was considerate of Alyssa's feelings, showing how much he cared for her. But all Alyssa felt was a wrenching pain in her heart, and it sickened her.

He was killing her from the inside.

"Are you joking, Mr. Schmidt?' Remy glanced at a pale Alyssa, then looked at Jameson with

disdain. He scoffed, "I'm not Ms. Alyssa's family, nor am I your friend. Why should I be a witness to your marriage?

"It already makes me feel sick to be standing here. Yet, you want me to participate? You disgust me.'

Alyssa's reddened eyes glistened with tears. She stared at Remy pitifully.

Remy's lashes quivered slightly before he looked away and turned around. He wasn't sure if he simply didn't want to watch or couldn't bear to

Even though Remy refused to do the honors, Jameson wasn't peeved. He stared lovingly at the stiff woman in his arms.

groom-to-be, Jameson remarked, "Oh well, it doesn't matter. It makes no difference as long as the heavens bear witness for

formed in his throat, and his eyes filled with tears as he looked up at the tall and

majestic, dignified, and sacred. The statue bore a striking resemblance to Alyssa, as Jameson had it carved to

the glass shed, violently swaying trees cast vicious shadows on the ground beneath thern, making this wedding eerie, chilling, and dismal.

I, Jameson Schmidt, take Ms.

open, forcing her to interlace her fingers with his. In a croaky voice, he swore, "From this day forward, whether blissfully sweet or plain and boring, I will love

forever, until I breathe my last breath. Till death do us

free

This wasn't a wedding.

one that was akin to being burned

ended, the storm subsided a

body shook from the cold

I'll take you to bathe." Jameson lowered her onto the bed and leaned

at him, rolling over angrily. "I'm not taking a bath. I don't

lingered on her trembling shoulder blades. He chuckled tenderly. "Are you feeling shy? We're