Sorry ex You'll Never Win Me Back

Cyrus clenched his teeth tightly. He became enraged. "No matter how we interrogate him, he simply feigned ignorance. After that, his lawyer told me that he will only start talking if he sees you." "Don't go, Lyse."

Jasper's eyes turned red. He shook his head slightly. "This could be Jameson's scheme. I cannot allow you to meet with him!"

"Why? Is my man being jealous?" Alyssa smiled. She moved her finger in a circular motion on his chest flirtatiously.

"Don't go, Lyse. I'm being serious," Jasper insisted in a deep and husky voice.

"I have to go. I'm being serious too."

Alyssa fixed her fiery gaze on him. "I have to take the bull by the horns. This is a practice that's passed down in the Taylor family. I can't allow this practice to end with me."

Cyrus came out to the foyer at the station to meet Alyssa. With heavy footsteps, Jasper accompanied her. He only stopped when he was no longer able to advance further. Jameson occupied a single room at the detention center. There was only a hard bed in the room.

Even though he was dispirited and being locked up, he still sat upright. His suit was neat, and his hair was tidy.

His face, however, was pale and grim. A dark stubble was starting to grow on his chin. This usually elegant man was now looking desolate and defeated.

opened his eyes when he heard the familiar

a passionate gaze. Standing on the other side of the cell door was Alyssa, who was always in a world opposite

meeting his most beloved

across his eyes. In a raspy voice, he commented, "That was really

the upper left corner. Knowing that

talk if I came? I'm

dark eyes were as gentle as the night. He gazed deeply at her. "You

with a slight

The look in Alyssa's

birthday

walked toward her step by step. "Can you wish me a happy

both of them. Alyssa looked into his

room. He curled his fingers inward into fists, and the veins on his forehead were popping. "Don't worry,

he gets released, I don't think that he