Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2340

A chill went down Jasper's spine.

At that moment, staring down the barrel of the gun, one thought consumed him. It was the only thought that mattered-he had to stay alive to meet Alyssa!

Jasper's mind raced. His gun was hidden under the driver's seat of his usual car, but today, he had taken a different sports car-one that wasn't equipped with a weapon. Panic gripped him for a split second before his instincts kicked in.

The soldier within him stirred.

Without warning, he jerked the steering wheel, ramming his car into Remy's.

One of Remy's headlights was taken out and left rolling across the snow.

All of a sudden, this prideful man was overwhelmed with anger. His eyes reddened with a strong sense of competitiveness, compelling him to pull the trigger.

A shot rang out. The bullet sliced through the cold air, shattering Jasper's car window.

From the very beginning, Remy hadn't intended to take Jasper's life. All Justin told him to do was to stop Jasper from meeting with Alyssa. He had not instructed him to take his life.

Nevertheless, that shot hit Jasper in the arm. Fresh blood gushed out from his wound, and blood had splattered on the car window.

Jasper's face went pale. He groaned but still kept his hands on the steering wheel steadily. He put the pedal to the metal and did not show any signs of stopping.

Even if the world turned upside down or if a bloody battle broke out, he would give his all to go to Alyssa.

if that passion and intense urge, which he hadn't felt in a really

even afraid of his gun. Right after that, his eyes dimmed as he reached his arm out the window and fired three consecutive shots at

the night. Jasper's tires blew

into the side

snowstorm that no cars were on

completely ruined. Thick smoke billowed from

like ice, approached the wreck, his eyes cold and calculating, his boots crunching over broken

sudden, the

his eyes and raised

the car. Fresh blood

of blood trickled along his jaw and dripped onto the

mentally like crashing waves.

holding himself together with his astounding willpower. No one else in

Remy commanded coldly as he aimed his gun

ignored him and

reflected his determination, strength, and

of death would pale into

hear me?" Remy's charming eyes filled with ferocity. He gritted his teeth and ordered, "I told you

he did not appear to be fearful at all. He croaked, "I want

but what about my gun?" Remy

nowhere to run. He would most definitely lose his life