Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2223

The two figures before Jasper's reddened eyes resembled a matching pair of bride and groom.

This was the first time Jasper had ever seen Alyssa in a wedding dress. Though he had dreamed of this moment countless times, he never imagined he would see her like this.

Her beauty was stunning, her pale complexion sharply contrasting with Jameson's elegant black attire. The scene felt hauntingly bleak, poignant, and fragile.

With every step Jasper took toward them, the pain in his heart intensified. Fresh blood seeped from his wound, leaving a trail in his wake.

At this moment, Alyssa looked like a porcelain doll, meticulously dressed and placed in a glass display for her beloved to admire.

Jasper could see her, but he couldn't touch her.

This should have been a joyous scene, but the atmosphere was cold, cruel, and bizarre.

"Lyse! I'm here!" Jasper's voice cracked as he called out to her, tears blurring his vision. "Wake up, Lyse! Wake up ... Look at me!"

"Shh..."

Jameson stood tall and imposing behind Alyssa, shushing Jasper. He placed one hand on her bare shoulder while raising the other, lifting a finger to his colorless lips. "Keep your voice down. My wife is sleeping. 'Jasper, you had Lyse for three whole years. Did you ever let her experience wearing a wedding gown? Did you ever give her a wedding? She was your wife, but was she ever a bride?

she dreamed of. You

tracing the outline of Alyssa's sharp jaw with his finger. His gaze was

exquisite face. "We were

treating her this well, and with time, I believe she will eventually move on from you

wedding or the chance to be a bride. He hadn't given her a moment of bliss she could remember

rid her of her right to

were

was

Alyssa. Even though she wasn't responding,

and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her

if this was their

a wounded beast, he roared and fired

far worse than being torn apart or devoured alive. Yet, the bullets merely

was made of bulletproof glass. A simple handgun wouldn't

pulled away from Alyssa's lips. In a frigid voice, he

frame trembled. "Jameson, stop the nonsense! You're doing this to take revenge on me! Lyse is innocent. Let her go, and I'll stay here. If you want to settle this with me once and

I'm not interested in

how deep your love for Alyssa goes. Prove it to

passage underground. A female attendant emerged, carrying a