Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 1180
Moreover, both Tatiana and Sean were important to Alyssa. If this couple faced difficulties, Alyssa would surely feel distressed.
As long as she was upset, Simon would feel satisfied.
That night, Victor privately invited Winston to join him for dinner at his private club.
“Neil, inform Lyla and Tatiana that I’ll bring them to the dinner tonight.”
Winston stood before a full-length mirror, letting a private tailor
measure him. A shadow of concern lingered between his brows, indicating that he was preoccupied. “By the way, don’t let Lyse
and my wives know.”
Neil seemed to understand something. He replied in a low voice,” Understood, Mr. Winston.”
Victor arrived in the luxurious private room at the club. This time, he didn’t come alone. He was accompanied by Jameson and
David, who had recently recovered and had been absent for a long time.
Throughout the evening, Jameson remained calm and composed. On the other hand, David glared at him with red eyes, almost
crushing the glass in his hand.
“David, why are you looking at me like that? Do you want to drink with. me?”
Jameson leisurely picked up a glass. He pretended to suddenly recall something and blinked. “Oh, right, I remember now. You
can finally stand on your own. The doctor told you to avoid stimulating food,

David glared at him, wishing that he could rush forward and twist Jameson’s neck.
With Alyssa’s help, he had barely managed to salvage his left leg. These days, a chilling pain would radiate from his joints
whenever the temperature dropped or rain fell. It was unbearable.
His right pant leg was empty, with only a cold prosthetic limb. All of this was thanks to his own brother.
“Enough, Jimmy. Don’t talk so much.” Victor reminded Jameson, and his tone was noticeably less icy than before.
“Dad, I genuinely care about David, but it seems he has
misunderstood my intentions.”
Jameson shrugged helplessly. “But I understand David. If I were to encounter such misfortune, I might not be as calm as him. I
might not even be able to stand up again. His mentality is better than that of an average person’s.”
“Jameson Schmidt!” David couldn’t take it anymore and slammed the table.
At the same time, the door to the private room opened.
Victor’s secretary led Winston in. Seeing him, Victor stood up
immediately, with his two sons following suit.
David moved with difficulty using crutches, looking embarrassed and far from his former spirited self.
Meanwhile, Jameson stared intently in the direction of the door,

eagerly awaiting the appearance of his beloved.
However, the next moment, his excited eyes dimmed.
Accompanying Winston was not Alyssa, the one he longed for.