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Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 389
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Chapter 389

“Well, it’s not ‘The Ring’ anymore. It’s straight up some ‘Insidious’ shit.” Jonah took a sip of the red

wine,

still in the mood for a joke.

With him and Silas around, Jasper wouldn’t dare pull anything-unless he wanted to be crucified.

“Is that bastard knocking on your door? Screw him! Grab your weapons!” Silas cursed but continued to

type away on the keyboard, his eyes glued to the screen.

“What weapon? Your keyboard, you mean?” She shook her head and rose with a frustrated

expression. He’s come for me, so I’ll be the one to show him the door. I’ll go downstairs and check out

the situation.”

She went to the entrance alone and pressed the intercom button. Jasper’s indifference immediately

showed up on the screen.

“Why are you here?” Her eyes held no emotion, as though she was staring at a complete stranger.

“Aren’t there other places to visit in Solana City? Why do you keep coming to my place?”

“Alyssa, come out. Let’s talk,” he said, brushing off her taunt.

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“Why can’t we talk here? I can see and hear you perfectly well.”

His throat tightened, and he let out a heavy sigh. Alyssa was like the embodiment of an evil witch.

“Stop throwing a tantrum. Come out. I need to talk to you.”

“A tantrum? I was trying to shoo you. Can’t you tell?” she snickered.

“Just come out. I really want to see you.” His eyes glimmered under the dim lights, and his voice was

loaded with emotions. He had shed all his pride and ego and blurted out everything from his heart.

He’d like to see her.

Hearing that, she felt a squeeze in her heart. Blood rushed through her veins as she took a step back.

A long pause later, she took a deep breath and sneered. She might have cried tears of joy if he had

said that to her in the past. She’d have done anything just to hear him say it.

However, his confession had arrived too late. Getting tangled up in a stale relationship would only

diminish her worth.

“The adult world is harsh. You don’t always get your way.” She tilted her head with a jeer that sent a

shiver down his spine. “I’ve learned that during our three years together.”

“Alyssa…” He felt a lump in his throat and a violent tremor in his body.

“It probably won’t rain tonight,” she observed, her gaze shifting to the moon. “The last time I met you.

outside, I was worried you might be struck by lightning. Tonight, don’t expect me to meet you out there.

Just leave.”

The

The intercom screen went dark.

He stood at the gates blankly, enveloped in the late fall chill that seeped into his bones.

Alyssa dragged herself upstairs with heavy footsteps. She was perplexed by the change in her

heartless ex -husband, who now ran to her house and begged to see her after the divorce. He was

thick-skinned.

What else could they talk about? He had had three years’ worth of time to speak to her, but he chose to

throw her in the spacious villa, ignoring her presence.

She had wasted three precious years of her life on him and was determined not to repeat the same

mistake.

When she entered the study, Sean immediately inquired, “How did it go? Did he cause you any

trouble?”

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“As if he would dare,” she replied, wrapping her arms around Jonah’s neck.

“How about you? Did you give him trouble?” Jonah smiled.

“Oh. Nope.”

“What a missed opportunity.” Jonah caressed her cheek and joked. “You should have beaten him into

pulp, especially with me here.”

She was dumbfounded. “Jonah, I appreciate the thought, but a believer like you should advocate for

peaceful solutions.”

“Lyse! I got it! Quick, open a bottle of the most expensive red wine to reward me!” Silas raised his

hands

triumphantly and squealed.

“Sean, bring Silas the best red from the cellar.” Alyssa looked happier. She rested her left hand on

Silas’

shoulder, her right hand on the table. She stared at the screen and questioned, “Who’s our leaker?”

“This is her verified account!” Silas pointed at the screen. “She’s a social news reporter at E! News

Daily.

Abigail Grant is the name. She shares the same IP address as the alternate account!”