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.

truly lessened. She remained as hurt as

evoked their past, she would latch onto it and dwell on the hurt.

In other words, she

for their

has nothing to do with Liana or anyone

opened the door. “Don’t

never leave Rose’s studio today without achieving your goal,

to

he stared at

had only let him into the studio because she was pressed for time.

only work on Lyla’s dress at Rose’s studio in

picked up an exquisite crystal hair clip from the table. Tossing her hair coolly, she

into a bun.

remained fixed on her, and his fingers moved unconsciously. He had an irresistible urge

touch her thick, dark,

a bed as newlyweds. Back then, Alyssa always tossed