Can't Win Me Back



After Remy sent an unconscious Alyssa to the hospital, she was taken into the emergency room immediately. She was still slightly conscious before she went in there, albeit hazily.

She felt herself being lifted by the man in black leather shoes and carried all the way to the hospital entrance until she arrived at the emergency room.

The cold bearing around him felt so familiar to her.

However, she was suffering so much pain that she kept slipping in and out of consciousness. She didn't have it in her to think about anything else.

While she was going through the nerve-racking emergency treatments, she had a dream. Or rather than a dream, it was more like her mind replayed everything that had happened from the time she was on Rose Island until now. Those bits and pieces of information that seemed unrelated strung together in her mind once again.

For some reason, she felt that Julien's departure was just the beginning.

She certainly couldn't allow anyone around her to be hurt. So, even if her consciousness was hanging by a thread, she wouldn't allow her mind to stop thinking about it.

She ruminated on everything from Mosgravia's RC Biotechnology Research Institute to the drug experiments, Jameson, to Remy, who looked exactly like Damien.

She also thought about Jameson, who died in prison from what seemed like drug abuse, and then about Jasper, who was suffering from a brain injury caused by a drug and losing his ability to process emotions.

Even today, Jonah's ex-subordinate showed up out of the blue and destroyed Jonah and Julien's relationship. Then, she was intercepted while on the way to the airport to stop Julien from going overseas.

These events were somehow connected!

At this moment, her blurry vision saw some doctors and nurses bustling about. An anxious voice rang in her ears. *Alyssa Taylor. You have to pull yourself together! You need to be able to figure this out. You surely can!" She closed her eyes slowly. Her long and moistened eyelashes trembled slightly.

There was a thud. She felt her entire body go cold as if she was immersed in a bottomless, icy lake, sinking deeper and deeper into it.

Just as she was feeling like she was about to run out of oxygen and fall into the arms of the grim reaper, she heard a faint voice calling out to her.

"Alyssa? Ms. Alyssa? Lyse..."

Lyse...

Outsiders addressed her as Ms. Alyssa. Her relatives called her Lyse, but Jasper was the only one who would call her Lyse in a tone like that.

Alyssa inhaled sharply. Her reddened eyes shot open.

However, that pale, charming, and elegant face before her eyes made her heart sink back into the icy sea; it wasn't the person she was missing.

It was Justin.

'This is great, Ms. Alyssa. You're finally awake."

Justin sat in his wheelchair and waited by her bed. Through his deep, dark eyes, he studied her drawn and pale face that was stained with blood. Concern was written all over his face.

"How do you feel? Does it hurt anywhere? I've called the best surgeon in all of Solana City to get here as soon as possible. You don't have to worry. I won't let anything happen to you."

Tears swirled slightly in Alyssa's eyes, making her look weak, pure, and pitiful. She asked, "What... did you just... call me?"

Justin looked straight into her alluring eyes. In a warm voice, he answered, "Lyse. Can I call you Lyse?" Alyssa didn't answer, but she furrowed her brows slightly. Clearly, she was really against it.

Justin sensed her resistance. He chuckled casually. "I'm sorry, I remember that only Jasper calls you Lyse in this way. It was his way of showing his affection toward you. I overstepped. But please trust me when I say that it was a slip of the tongue.'

Alyssa felt a sharp pain in her heart. Her eyes turned red.

Affection... Was there still any affection left between her and Jasper?

Justin continued explaining to her patiently, "It was the doctor who told me that when a patient is unconscious, it would be best if there's someone next to her, calling her name. Doing so for a while might help in waking the patient up."This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.