Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2216

At first, Jameson had no intention of touching her. His love for her was so profound that he couldn't bring himself to do it.

He was well aware that this wedding was far from perfect, decent, or presentable. In fact, it was almost absurd. But the fact that she refused to even pretend or put on a show during his final days was unbearable.

Alyssa watched as Jameson's chest was gradually exposed, a bead of sweat trailing down his sculpted abs, his skin flushed with a pink hue of arousal.

Her eyes widened in terror, her face burning with embarrassment.

It hurt. It hurt all over.

Pain spread throughout her insides and to every nerve ending.

Just as his hands reached to tear her nightgown, he caught a glint of cold steel in his peripheral vision. He held his breath.

Somehow, Alyssa had gotten her hands on a sharp knife. She had positioned it right at his chest in the blink of an eye.

She would be airing at his heart if she moved it a little to the side.

from, Lyse?' After a moment of shock, Jameson smiled gently. He didn't

me.. I will kill you!" Alyssa screamed. Her eyes were bloodshot,

had used to cut apples. She took the opportunity to snatch it and tuck it away under

incapable of using any energy. At this point, she was draining every last bit of

he tried to touch her again, she would kill

smile, tenderness

the knife slowly pressed into his

Alyssa was nearly overwhelmed, struggling to keep

his blood trickling down the knife. "I've been diagnosed with a

evils... You've killed so many innocent people. This is the retribution

Alyssa roared with fury, "Jameson, do you think you deserve a peaceful end? That's

you received word that the island had been compromised. You're well aware you can't

arrested alive! I want you to stand trial, make a public apology, and

fight him so aggressively. But she realized he wanted her to surrender completely during his final

alone. She would rather die

his gaunt, chiseled face twisting in a grimace." Lyse, you know I'm wicked, a devil.

knife from her grasp, ignoring the cut it made on

forceful intensity. The deep, overpowering kiss made her feel like he was trying to devour her, to keep her