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.

heard the familiar

out the cell door with a passionate gaze. Standing on the other side of the

waited and anticipated meeting his most

In a raspy voice, he commented, "That was

cold. She peeked at the surveillance camera in the upper left corner. Knowing

that you'd talk if I came? I'm here now, so

deeply at her. "You are still just as cold

with a slight bit

if they found out about your evil deeds." The look in Alyssa's eyes remained unperturbed. She had put up

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desire. He stood up stiffly and walked toward her step by step. "Can you wish

them. Alyssa looked into his eyes

same time, Jasper was watching this scene from the surveillance room. He curled his fingers inward into fists, and the veins on his forehead were popping.

gave him a pat on his shoulder. "Even if he gets released, I don't think