Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2242

Jameson's shoulders trembled. He looked as if he could shatter with just one touch.

"I don't have much longer to live... Isn't Mr. Justin going to allow me to live out the last of my days?'

"Truth be told, you should be thankful, Jameson." Sheryl clicked her tongue and shook her head. "If Mr. Justin hadn't rescued you back then, you and your mother would've been killed in Solana City a long time ago without anyone realizing. Your glory days over the past ten- plus years wouldn't have happened.

"Mr. Justin gave you life. You shouldn't be complaining now that he wants to take it back.

"Once this drug is injected, it will remain in your body for 48 hours. If you do the math, you will pass away painlessly in your sleep. This is much more gracious than if you were to be sentenced to death or if you were to die when your condition flares up."

A few minutes later, Jameson knelt limply on the floor. Ashen-faced, he received the painless yet lethal injection.

After putting the syringe away, Sheryl put her hands in her lab pockets. She walked toward the closed metal door without taking another glance at the useless man on the floor.

All of a sudden, Jameson shouted a different name. "Liana Gardner!"

Sheryl stopped in her tracks immediately. Though, she didn't tum back. In a low and grim voice, she said, "Who's that? I'm afraid you've got the wrong person."

Justin's side like an inhumane killing machine just like this, and committing all sorts of evil deeds... Will you be able to get

a thousand-no, ten thousand times... Jasper

I

sharpened blades. 'Plus, how would you know that I haven't gotten what I was after? What I want is to stay by Mr. Justin's side. I, Sheryl Gillis, will

back to her own manor immediately. She had an enjoyable bath and sprayed some perfume on to get rid of all the bad luck

put on a red-colored silk nightgown, Just

"Ms. Cillis."

at the door, looking at her emotionlessly.

is waiting for

her lip. "Okay, let me get myself together and change

for that. To Mr. Justin, it makes no difference what you

around to leave. "Hurry

to suppress the annoyance in her heart, Sheryl

the couch. With his well-proportioned hands, he held onto a purple porcelain teapot as he poured

yourself to come here, Mr. Justin? I wanted to take a shower

lightly before Justin. She stared deeply at that gentle, elegant, and timeless face of his. "I know that you like to be clean. Since I've just been at such a filthy place, I didn't dare to see you before I