All Chapters of Can't Win Me Back: Chapter 2501 - Chapter 2510

Seconds ticked by. Yet, Winston continued to stare blankly into Alyssa's reddened eyes. Confusion and shock were evident on his face, but the tender affection once etched into his very being was nowhere to be found."Who… are you?" he asked. In that instant, Alyssa's world went dark. Her vision swam, her mind spinning violently. She refused to believe it. She refused to accept that her father, the man who had loved her most in this world, had forgotten her.Her composure was shattered completely. She grabbed Winston by the shoulders and shook him frantically, as though he were a malfunctioning electronic device at home—desperate to jolt his memories awake."Dad, I'm Alyssa… I'm your favorite Lyse! Take a good look at me… How could you forget me?" "My dear… Stop shaking… me… I feel sick…" Winston stammered, discomfort twisting his features. Everyone rushed forward at once. Jonah wrapped his long arms around Alyssa's trembling shoulders, pulling her tightly into his embrace. He

The prolonged shock and days of relentless exhaustion finally overwhelmed Alyssa. She collapsed and lost consciousness. In the hospital ward, her elder brothers paced back and forth like ants on a hot pan. Once again, the Taylors found themselves in yet another massive crisis."Jonah, I know this isn't something I should be saying right now, but we truly have no other choice. We've been pushed into a corner."Silas drew a deep breath and looked at Jonah, his expression sincere yet utterly helpless. "Could you get in touch with Julien? He's a world-renowned neurologist. If anyone can help, it's him. I'll go to him myself. I'll plead, bargain—whatever he asks. "I'm willing to give up my career as a prosecutor so long as he can help Dad regain his memories."The Taylors were stunned. Back in high school, Silas had dreamed of becoming a prosecutor. He had spent more than a decade clawing his way toward that goal, enduring countless sacrifices to stand where he was today. Everyone

"Remy. Remy?" Remy's subordinate called his name several times before he was finally dragged back to reality. The darkness lingered in his eyes, betraying the turmoil raging within him. "Mr. Winston Taylor's second wife is the current chairperson of Lovelace Group. In other words, someone from the Taylor family has tracked us here."Everyone stationed at the base worked themselves to the bone out of loyalty to Justin despite never having seen him in person. The subordinate turned to Remy with a grave expression."Mr. Axel's woman is still being held here as a test subject. Now that the Taylors have suddenly found this place, do you think they're actually here for her?"Another subordinate, his face grim, spoke up, "Remy, we should eliminate them immediately. We can't afford any hesitation. They've already traced us this far."If they manage to leave and share even a rough location with the Taylors, it'll only be a matter of time before the base is exposed."Remy stared fixed

Julien lowered his gaze to the caller ID glowing on the screen. A sharp pain twisted deep in his chest, as though a knife were cutting into his heart again and again. He had blacklisted Jonah's number before. Yet recently, he had been closely following the Taylor family's situation, desperately trying to gather updates on Winston's condition. After all, Winston was his uncle who had once encouraged and supported him unconditionally, treating him like a son of his own. Such a kind and loving elder was impossible to ignore. How could Julien truly not care whether he lived or died?That was why Julien had thrown himself into analyzing the medication Justin provided. And it was also why he had quietly removed Jonah from his blacklist. His eyes lingered on the contact name he had saved—My Love.Those two simple words made his vision blur. Julien had never changed that name. Not when they broke up. Not when he blocked Jonah. Not even now, after unblocking him. Yet no matter how t

Remy froze, though his expression remained as cold and impassive as ever. "Go get yourself treated if you're delusional. Or ask Mr. Justin for something to clear your head." Sheryl stared at his unnervingly calm face, grinding her teeth in frustration. She was at a loss for words. Despite Remy's recent emotional instability, Sheryl had absolute faith in Justin's drug. It was designed to override the brain's emotional processing center. In her mind, there was no way Remy could ever recover his memories. Mandy might have come dangerously close to their base, but Sheryl was convinced she had discovered something on her own, not because Remy had leaked any information. For all her intelligence, however, Sheryl could not have been more wrong. Remy was the one who had called the police. Not only that, he had made the call from inside the base.He knew that Cyrus, the seventh sibling of the Taylor family, was the head of the Criminal Investigation Unit. Besides, his mother's car pl