Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

The two figures before Jasper's reddened eyes resembled a matching pair of bride and groom.

This was the first tJasper had ever seen Alyssa in a wedding dress. Though he had dreamed of this moment countless times, he never imagined he would see her like this.

Her beauty was stunning, her paleplexion sharply contrasting with Jameson's elegant black attire. The scene felt hauntingly bleak, poignant, and fragile.

With every step Jasper took toward them, the pain in his heart intensified. Fresh blood seeped from his wound, leaving a trail in his wake.

At this moment, Alyssa looked like a porcelain doll, meticulously dressed and placed in a glass display for her beloved to admire. Jasper could see her, but he couldn't touch her.

This should have been a joyous scene, but the atmosphere was cold, cruel, and bizarre.

"Lyse! I'm here!" Jasper's voice cracked as he called out to her, tears blurring his vision. "Wake up, Lyse! Wake up... Look at me!" "Shh..." Jameson stood tall and imposing behind Alyssa, shushing Jasper. He placed one hand on her bare shoulder while raising the other, lifting a finger to his colorless lips. "Keep your voice down. My wife is sleeping.

"Jasper, you had Lyse for three whole years. Did you ever let her experience wearing a wedding gown? Did you ever give her a wedding? She was your wife, but was she ever a bride? "These were moments of bliss she dreamed of. You couldn't give them to her, but I did." Jameson leaned forward, tracing the outline of Alyssa's sharp jaw with his finger. His gaze was filled with affection as he studied her exquisite face. "We were truly very happy last night.

"Maybe Lyse hasn't yet given all of her heart to me. But withtreating her this well, and with time, I believe she will eventually move on from you and fall in love with me." Jameson's words shattered Jasper's heart and pierced his soul. He hadn't given Alyssa a grand wedding or the chance to be a bride. He hadn't given her a moment of bliss she could remember for life.

He had even... rid her of her right to be a mother.

Regrets. They were all regrets.

And the one responsible for these regrets was Jasper, the man who claimed to love Alyssa.

Jameson gazed deeply at Alyssa. Even though she wasn't responding, he was somehow thrilled.

He couldn't hold back any longer and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her incessantly.

It was as if this was their last kiss.

Jasper's eyes blazed red with fury. Like a wounded beast, he roared and fired round after round at the glass shed.

Seeing Jameson kiss Alyssa was a torment far worse than being torn apart or devoured alive. Yet, the bullets merely bounced off the glass.

To his shock, the shed was made of bulletproof glass. A simple handgun wouldn't break through. Out of bullets, Jasper panted as he scrambled to reload.

Just as he was about to do so, Jameson pulled away from Alyssa's lips. In a frigid voice, he said, "Don't waste your energy. The firearm won't break this place down." Jasper's tall frtrembled.

"Jameson, stop the nonsense! You're doing this to take revenge on me! Lyse is innocent. Let her go, and I'll stay here. If you want to settle this withonce and for all'Ilply!" "Jasper, I'm not interested in your worthless life." Jameson sneered. "I've told you, I want to see how deep your love for Alyssa goes. Prove it to me." As he spoke, the goddess statue behind him started moving, revealing a secret passage underground. A female attendant emerged, carrying a tray. She approached Jameson with respect.

Jasper could see a red mahogany box on the tray. His heart pounded uncontrollably. A feeling of suffocation, one that felt worse than death, spread through his stiffened limbs.

Jameson picked up the mahogany box and opened it. Inside were three pills-one white, one gray, one black.

The three pills were displayed openly before Jasper's eyes.

"I have three pills here. They were the first and only wedding gift I received after bringing Lyse to Rose Island." Jameson picked up one of the pills, holding it between his fingers. He narrowed his eyes as he examined it. "The person who gavethese pills toldthat if Lyse takes all three, she will be mine forever. She will belong to me." Jasper's bloodshot eyes widened in shock. He clenched his fist and smashed it against the glass pane.

"But I couldn't bear to." Jameson held the pill in his palm, exhaling slowly. "Because the person who gavethe pills also said that.

whoever takes them will end ne excruciating pain. I can't bear to let Lyse suffer. "I feel conflicted. I don't know what happens when someone consumes these. But I'm really curious. So, I cup with an idea..." As he spoke, he approached Jasper with the mahogany box.

Their eyes met through the glass pane, one man a vile criminal, the other a man driven to desperation by his agony.

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