Can't Win Me Back

Chapter 2196

Jameson failed to get even a drop of water into Alyssa's mouth. The water flowed from the glass and downward along Alyssa's chin to her neck.

"You're being really bad, Lyse. But this is who you are."

Jameson narrowed his eyes a little. He filled his mouth with water, then grabbed her chin to force her mouth open.

"Mmph!"

Suddenly, he pressed his lips onto hers, releasing the warm water, little by little, into her mouth.

Yet, this was not enough. He lingered, refusing to pull away as he carefully tasted this sweetness. At the same time, the look in his eyes gradually became dazed as his eyes filled with gratification.

Alyssa's eyes, on the other hand, turned red with anger. She clenched her fists tight and couldn't stop shaking in his arms. She wanted to bite down on his misbehaving tongue, but as if anticipating her move, he pinched her jaw, preventing her from closing her mouth. She was powerless against him.

Jameson heaved, finally pulling away from her lips reluctantly.

In the next instant, Alyssa spat the water out, spraying every drop onto his face.

"Lyse." Jameson's face was wet, dripping with water. The look on his face finally fell.

"You must be fuming. You're going nuts, aren't you? Kill me, then. Kill me if you can!" Alyssa roared. Tears filled her reddened eyes.

Jameson's gaze deepened. He slowly wiped the water from his chin. "Lyse, you know I'll never let that happen. But if you wish, you can spend the rest of your life in torment."

"Jameson... You've actually gotten it wrong." Alyssa laughed bitterly. The sharp gaze in her eyes was like a sharpened blade. "I've never thought of running away. What I was thinking about was how I can kill you."

"In that case, all the more you should be eating well and resting up. Otherwise, how will you be able to make your wish come true?"

Jameson curled the corners of his lips upward again and took the bowl of chowder over. "Eat, then come and kill me after. But if you fail to kill me, all you can do is to marry me." Content belong to NôvelDráma. Org.

"What are you talking about..." Alyssa was flabbergasted. She felt a sharp pain in her heart.

"I have been preparing for our wedding in the past few days. The setup is almost done."

Jameson gave her a gentle peck on the corner of her lips again. His eyes filled with pleasure. "Soon, we will be husband and wife, and I won't touch you until then. I hope to make it a special occasion for you. I want our first night to be our wedding night...

Terrified and furious at the same time, Alyssa's heart wrenched, and her body quivered all over. "Who says that I will marry a murderous devil like you? If that's the case, I will surely choose to die. I'll give you my word!"

Jameson beamed. He bragged, "In the Old Testament, God killed more people than the devil did. So, I believe that my actions aren't exactly unforgivable. God will forgive me, and after all those people I killed go to heaven, so will they."

In the end, Alyssa didn't have anything to eat. She simply had a few mouthfuls of water, enduring until the middle of the night with much difficulty.

Extreme hunger drained all the energy from within her. Her head was spinning, and the hopeless feeling that death was near started to grow. Despite the physical agony, the prospect of marrying Jameson eclipsed her current suffering.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

With her body curled up, she felt as if her soul was floating in the air. Her senses were fuzzy.

While she was in a state of confusion, she heard Jameson talking on the phone with someone. Her eyelashes fluttered, and she forced herself to open her eyes.

Jameson stood by the window with his back against her as he held his phone right by his ear.

"So? Have you decided?"

It was Justin on the other end of the call.

However, Alyssa didn't know this as she could only hear Jameson's voice.

"Sir, that medication is too strong. I'm afraid it will be too strong for Lyse's body." Jameson spoke with a respectful, cautious, and concerned tone. "Though, I'd have to admit that the medication is, to a certain extent, a perfect strategy since it can wipe out her memory of Jasper.

"But... I love her. I still can't bear to see her suffer."