Can't Win Me Back



Jasper's pupils trembled uncontrollably.

Suddenly, the pain deep within his brain intensified, as if someone was punching his skull from the inside, trying to break free.

"Lyse."

From the depths of his mind, he could vaguely hear himself calling that name. "Jasper. Jasper, are you okay? You look awful," Justin asked in a concerned voice.

Jasper ran his tongue across his teeth and blinked hard, his eyes already red.

"I'm fine," he answered.

Justin continued, "I'm telling you this because I don't want you to feel uncomfortable when I start officially pursuing Ms. Alyssa. Even though you two have broken up, you were once truly in love."

He smiled slightly. "I don't want you to feel like I'm stealing the woman you loved. I just hope I can pursue the person I fancy without being influenced by anyone."

Jasper's headache worsened, causing dizziness. Afraid that Justin might notice, he ended the conversation quickly. "I've already broken up with her. Whatever you do is none of my business."

He turned to leave but froze after two steps. He couldn't help but ask, "Justin, when did you start having feelings for her?"

Justin, his back turned, squinted at the sky, pleased. "I can't remember exactly. Maybe it was when I first started envying you-envying the pure romance you had. It wasn't until I saw Ms. Alyssa crying earlier that I knew I wanted to treat her well. I can't bear to see her cry."

After leaving the rooftop. Jasper dragged himself toward the parking lot. The cold air he inhaled felt like sharp icicles piercing his lungs, an agony beyond words. His headache was unbearable, and he struggled to keep moving.

His heart was still beating, yet when he reached out to feel it, it seemed hollow-perhaps even empty.

Jasper couldn't hold on any longer. Without warning, his body collapsed.

"Mr. Jasper, watch out!"

Jasper's vision went dark, and before he knew it, he was enveloped in a fragrant embrace.

"Mr. Jasper, are you okay? Do you have a headache?" Sheryl, seizing the moment, wrapped her arms around his waist.

There was a ringing in Jasper's ears. He lifted his eyes with great effort, but all he could see was a vague outline of a woman.

Sheryl, in a white lab coat, had her dark hair tied neatly in a ponytail. Coincidentally, she overlapped with the image of the person Jasper had been desperately trying to find.

"White... Do-"

Before he could finish, his eyes closed, and he passed out.

"Mr. Jasper? Mr. Jasper?" Sheryl called his name gently, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

Jasper had fainted at the hospital. After his condition stabilized, he was taken back to Seaview Manor.

He was still asleep in his room when midnight came.

When Rosie arrived, Sheryl took her leave and returned to Justin's place.

"I didn't expect the medication to cause such severe headaches," Sheryl remarked as she knelt beside the coffee table, skillfully brewing tea. "Honestly, I practically grew up with Jasper. I've rarely seen him so broken. It's quite an eye-opener."

Justin calmly picked up his steaming cup of tea. "Remy's plane crash caused him to lose his memory. To suppress his emotions, I only gave him one black pill.

"My brother, however, took three pills at once. I admire his courage. He's so physically fit that he survived it, but for any ordinary person, it would have likely put them in a coma."

Sheryl was secretly alarmed. "So, will his condition flare up frequently?"

"For now, only when he's mentally triggered. But eventually, the headaches will become a daily occurrence, and he'll need medication to function. He'll develop a strong dependence on it."

Sheryl asked, "Isn't... Isn't this no different from a drug addiction?"This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

A sinister smile came across Justin's face. "My brother has always been passionate. Even after taking three pills, he hasn't gotten over her. Today, I told him directly that I plan to pursue Alyssa. He acted indifferent, but clearly, it triggered him. It looks like we'll have to keep medicating him."

Noticing Justin's persistent smile since entering the room, Sheryl hesitated before asking, 'Sir, you seem to be in a good mood. Did something happen?"

Justin chuckled softly. "Maybe Alyssa has finally started giving up on Jasper."

"Give up? So soon? She loved him with everything she had. Could it be-"

Justin cut her off. "Sheryl, do you know how to love someone? Do you even understand what love is?"

"-"Sheryl faltered.

She had been by Jasper's side for years. Although she had her own motives, she couldn't deny being drawn to his looks and talent. But in the end, she loved herself more.

She ended up wandering to Mosgravia, where she had no family, and fell victim to bullying. After spending all the money she had, she ended up homeless on the streets. She was even nearly assaulted by foreigners in a filthy alley.

It was Justin who had saved her, giving her a new identity and a second chance at life.

Once, she had been Jasper's 'savior", but Justin was hers.

She believed she knew how to love-but it wasn't Jasper she loved. It was Justin.

She knelt at Justin's feet, lifting her blushing face, gazing up at him with admiration. "I do know how to love. You taught me,' she said dreamily.

"Is that so?" Justin asked, his smile fake. "That's strange. I don't know how to love, so how could I have taught you? But that's fine. Just like there are clinical trials for medications, there are tests for love too."

Darkness filled his deep-set eyes. "And hasn't Jasper been our example? Now, let's test it out on Ms. Alyssa.