Can't Win Me Back



Chapter 2370

Sean was gobsmacked when Alyssa changed into a medical outfit, donned a face mask, and tied her hair back into a neat ponytail.

As night fell, her twinkling eyes glistened like stars in the Milky Way, enchanting anyone who stole even a fleeting look.

"What are you staring at? Haven't you seen me like this before?" Alyssa asked, amused by Sean's dumbfounded expression.

But she could tell he wasn't gazing at her with any amorous intent. His eyes reflected only pure fondness and admiration.

"N-No... It's not that," Sean stammered, scratching his head awkwardly. "I was just thinking-even with just your eyes visible and dressed in a lab coat, you still look amazing."

He hesitated before adding curiously, "Did you look like this when you worked with Doctors Without Borders in Luminara?"

Alyssa straightened her outfit and replied, "Yeah, something like this."

Suddenly, Sean perked up and asked, "I heard that Mr. Beckett once participated in an emergency combat mission in Luminara when he was in the military. Luminara isn't that big of a country. Did you meet him back then?"

Alyssa froze. Her numb pinky finger on her left hand quivered slightly before she answered hesitantly, "I don't think so. Otherwise, why wouldn't he have recognized me?"

Sean felt his chest tighten. He hesitated, unsure if he should say more. He couldn't shake the feeling that Alyssa was concealing something heavy-something burdened with helplessness and regret.

Before Alyssa left, Sean insisted she put on a scrub hat. Her radiant presence was difficult to disguise, and the more she covered up, the safer she would be.

Fully suited, Alyssa planned to sneak into the hospital through its back entrance.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Contrary to her expectations, even this desolate and run-down hospital had personnel guarding both the front and back doors. Judging by their stances, Alyssa quickly deduced that these guards weren't part of the police force. They were Sheryl's underlings.

This confirmed her suspicion that illicit activities were taking place within the hospital.

Alyssa didn't act rashly. Instead, she hid among the trees, observing quietly.

She soon noticed that everyone entering the building had to present identification. This place was tightly secured. Alyssa frowned, deep in thought.

Just then, she noticed a male healthcare worker leaving the building to smoke in a secluded corner.

Her eyes narrowed as an idea began to form.

15 minutes later, Alyssa had secured an entry pass. The unconscious man now lay hidden in the shrubs.

Once inside the hospital, Alyssa realized she needed a more convincing disguise. She found a cart and began pushing it steadily down a hallway.

Not knowing where Grover was being held, Alyssa didn't naively expect to rescue him in one attempt. Her primary goal was to reconnoiter the area and devise a more comprehensive plan. She took deep breaths as she passed ward after ward.

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To her dismay, the rooms were filled with terminally ill patients. Men, women, the elderly, and even children lay on dirty hospital beds, hovering on the brink of death.

There was no advanced medical equipment in sight-only rudimentary IV treatments, though Alyssa couldn't be sure what kind of fluids were being administered.

As a doctor, Alyssa could tell these patients were beyond recovery. Most of them clidn't have long to live.

Why, then, were they all gathered here? And why were they receiving such negligent care, as if simply waiting to die?

Her heart filled with doubt. Clenching her teeth, Alyssa silently pulled out her phone to record the grim scene. "Hey, you there! You, at the front!"

A cold voice startled her from behind, and her heart sank.

Alyssa turned around, feigning calm. A bodyguard dressed in black walked up to her, scrutinizing her with suspicion.

"Why haven't I seen you around before? Are you new?"

Even though Alyssa was mostly covered up, female healthcare workers were rare in this hospital. Naturally, her appearance would draw attention.