Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2342

Chapter 2342

The snow was falling heavily, and the chilling winds howled through the night.

Remy had no car, so he trudged through the snow alone, each step more exhausting than the last.

His thoughts were consumed with Alyssa-was she still alive? In danger? And Jasper's unrelenting resolve to reach her, even after being shot and drenched in blood.

Remy pressed his calloused, trembling hand to his chest. His heart hammered in his ribcage erratically.

A sharp, searing pain shot through his temples, blurring his vision. He collapsed to his knees in the snow, his body racked with agony. The pain surged deep within him, and his eyes felt like they were going to burst from their sockets. It was unbearable.

His breath came in ragged gasps. His hands scrambled for the necklace hanging from his neck-inside it was a hidden medicine box.

Justin had told him that the medication in there could calm him down and relieve him of any pain. It would be able to save his life.

But in his desperate haste, the pill slipped from his fingers and fell into the snow.

Remy's head buzzed. Trembling, he searched frantically in the snow for it. He had never felt such panic.

His headache was intensifying.

In order to relieve the agonizing pain, he removed his shirt and buried his scarred body in the snow, allowing the bone-piercing iciness to relieve him of his pain.

To his surprise, this method he tried randomly was effective!

eyes. Though his insides still felt tight and his head

He had just put his

look of annoyance

to ring for a while before answering. He

to you?" Sheryl's voice

eyes. In a steady voice, he answered, "Yeah, I lost my car.

Sheryl questioned, "You lost your car?

it

exclaimed in disbelief, "What? You didn't

a lie, which was something

take his life. I smashed his car to ruins and

fell silent for a moment.

the best soldier in the military academy. He was outstanding at fighting. It was only reasonable that Remy wasn't a match for

time are severe. When you're on your way back, think about how you'll

that, Sheryl hung up

night, his breath misting in the

lifted his hand slowly and fired a shot at his

snow was stained with drops of

cold sweat.

curled his lips upward into a

is my account to Mr.

with Elias and the rescue team as they entered the depths of the

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