Can’t Win Me Back

Alyssa slowly narrowed her eyes at Jasper with a look that could cut through steel. He appeared a bit

flustered under her intense scrutiny.

She didn’t mince words as she remarked, “That’s disgustingly corny, even if you think it isn’t.”

He stammered, “I just… want to be closer to you.”

Perplexed by her sudden anger, he realized he was utterly clueless when it came to comforting women.

As a company president known for his decisiveness in business and eloquence at global summits, he

now felt utterly helpless before the woman he loved.

“Please, don’t call me Lyse, like how you called her ‘Lia.’ It only makes you associate me with her, and

that’s a grave insult.”

She fixed a piercing look on him.

In response, he pursed his lips, feeling his throat catch.

he had inflicted on her had never truly lessened. She remained as hurt as the day they

she would latch onto it and dwell

other words, she had reminded herself never

be no future for their relationship if

to do with Liana or anyone else. I just-” he began

coldly and opened the door. “Don’t read too much into this. I allowed

Rose’s studio today without achieving

want to

darkened as he stared at her lonely figure.

because she was pressed for time.

on Lyla’s dress

the table. Tossing her

into a bun.

tender gaze remained fixed on her, and his fingers moved unconsciously. He had an

thick, dark, and

shared a bed as newlyweds. Back then, Alyssa always tossed and turned in her sleep,