Can't Win Me Back

Jameson's confession made the entire atmosphere in the hallway turn frigid. It felt as if they had already arrived at the morgue. Not only was Alyssa unmoved by Jameson's shameless and straightforward confession, but she was actually utterly disgusted.

She observed the iciness and hatred in Jameson's eyes. It was as if she was looking at a terrifying monster.

"I can't believe you had the guts to say those things, Mr. Schmidt. I feel ashamed just hearing it."

Silas was the type of person who spoke his mind. He couldn't stand Jameson's nastiness. "Previously, you attacked Jasper repeatedly just to try and win Lyse over. Have you forgotten how much you hurt my brother-in-law?"

Silas' reference to Jasper as his "brother-in-law" made Jameson's face drop.

"Fine. You can say that you acted up out of jealousy because you were still young. Jasper isn't the type of person who would hold onto grudges, so there's not much we need to say about that. But don't you think that we've forgotten about what you've done to my father in the past!"

The more Silas thought about it, the more enraged he became. His eyes widened, and the veins on his neck began to bulge.

"When my father was sick, you pretended to be kind and sent medication to us. But what the hell did you give us? Dad's condition worsened after he took it. Do you dare say that you didn't intend to hurt him? "Just because Dad didn't approve of you being with Lyse, you became discontented. Were you trying to take that opportunity to take your revenge? Did you think that us Taylors were all such naïve people?"

Silas had held it within him for too long. He couldn't hold it in anymore. Seeing Jameson today made him explode.

Mandy and Jonah were also glaring at Jameson angrily. They shared the same feeling of hatred toward him.

In the past, Jonah would surely speak up and intervene whenever his younger brothers made a scene. This time, he chose to keep silent.

"Let's not talk about these things on a day like this, Silas." Winston furrowed his brows slightly and reminded Silas in a low voice.

"I really didn't know that there would be such severe side effects from that medication. If I had known..."

"Mr. Schmidt, have been friends

with your father for decades. Back

then, he even risked his life to

save

me. Although we grew distant after that, I will never forget the kindness that he showed me. Thus, I will not harp on the matter with the medication," Winston interrupted.

Jameson had innocence and misery written all over his face as Winston stared coldly at him.

Jameson held his breath. He clenched his hands into tight fists.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

What Winston implied was that he only bothered to speak with him because of Victor.

In other words, he was worth even less than a dead man!

"Where's your father? I'd like to say my final goodbye." Winston's words hinted at his intention to cut ties with him.

Everyone arrived outside the morgue. They stopped at the entrance.

"Uncle Winston, my father..... is inside." Jameson's eyes were filled with grief and his eyes were red. He put up a convincing act of a grieving son who had just lost his beloved father.

Winston had been mentally preparing himself since hearing the news yesterday until his arrival here. Even so, he couldn't stop himself from trembling. His heart was filled with a plethora of emotions that weighed him down.

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They were friends for over 30 years. They had experienced so many highs and lows together.

"He lived a life of splendor and competed with me his entire life. I can't believe that he's gone just like that," Winston mumbled, his face grim.

Jonah and Mandy gave him firm support as they stepped into the morgue slowly.

Just as Jameson was about to follow behind them, Alyssa called out to him from behind in a cold voice. "Jameson."

Jameson's heart pounded. He spun around. "Lyse, you..."

Alyssa glared at him frostily. She cut him off immediately.