Sorry ex You'll Never Win Me Back

Cyrus clenched his teeth tightly. He became enraged. "No matter how we interrogate him, he simply feigned ignorance. After
that, his lawyer told me that he will only start talking if he sees you." "Don't go, Lyse."
Jasper's eyes turned red. He shook his head slightly. "This could be Jameson's scheme. I cannot allow you to meet with him!"
"Why? Is my man being jealous?" Alyssa smiled. She moved her finger in a circular motion on his chest flirtatiously.
"Don't go, Lyse. I'm being serious," Jasper insisted in a deep and husky voice.
"I have to go. I'm being serious too."
Alyssa fixed her fiery gaze on him. "I have to take the bull by the horns. This is a practice that's passed down in the Taylor family.
I can't allow this practice to end with me."
Cyrus came out to the foyer at the station to meet Alyssa. With heavy footsteps, Jasper accompanied her. He only stopped when
he was no longer able to advance further. Jameson occupied a single room at the detention center. There was only a hard bed in
the room.
Even though he was dispirited and being locked up, he still sat upright. His suit was neat, and his hair was tidy.
His face, however, was pale and grim. A dark stubble was starting to grow on his chin. This usually elegant man was now looking
desolate and defeated.
He opened his eyes when he heard the familiar sound of heels clacking.
He looked out the cell door with a passionate gaze. Standing on the other side of the cell door was Alyssa, who was always in a
world opposite his.
He waited and anticipated meeting his most beloved woman. "Hello, Lyse."
An endless tenderness came across his eyes. In a raspy voice, he commented, "That was really quick."
Alyssa's gaze was cold. She peeked at the surveillance camera in the upper left corner. Knowing that Cyrus and Jasper were
watching her made her feel at peace.
"Didn't you say that you'd talk if I came? I'm here now, so speak up. Don't waste everyone's time."

Jameson's dark eyes were as gentle as the night. He gazed deeply at her. "You are still just as cold as ever toward me."
"Anyone with a slight bit of
conscience will be even colder than I am if they found out about your evil deeds." The look in Alyssa's eyes remained
unperturbed. She had put up an invisible wall of iciness between them.
"It's my birthday today, Lyse."
Jameson's eyes were filled with desire. He stood up stiffly and walked toward her step by step. "Can you wish me a happy
birthday?"
A metal cell door separated the both of them. Alyssa looked into his eyes and remained silent.
At the same time, Jasper was watching this scene from the surveillance room. He curled his fingers inward into fists, and the
veins on his forehead were popping. "Don't worry, Jasper. This viper is locked up. He can't hurt Lyse."
Cyrus gave him a pat on his shoulder. "Even if he gets released, I don't think that he will hurt her."
"How can you be so sure, Cyrus?" Jasper asked in a rough voice. Rage was surging within him.
"They used to be really close when they were young."
As Cyrus watched the surveillance video, he recalled the days of the past. Regretfully, he continued, "When Jameson was
young, he was the child who was most unwelcomed and neglected in the Schmidt family. Every child in the Schmidt family had
their own birthday parties. He was the only
one who didn't. Mr. Victor didn't even
know when his birthday was.
"Jameson spent his birthdays with our family for three years in a row Every year, Lyse will make a cake for him. She would also
use the allowance she saved up to buy him presents. Lyse was his only friend.
"It's a pity that the child who used to be so innocent turned out to be a vicious viper that has killed so many. It's really infuriating
and regretful at the same time."

Upon hearing that, another bout of pain spread through Jasper's chest. His red-rimmed eyes looked like they were about to pop
as he watched them.