Can’t Win Me Back

A thick yet warm smoke enveloped them, and the stark contrast between the lively scene behind the

door and the desolation outside took Jasper aback. His reaction was visceral.

As he stared at the bustling living hall, his heart raced.

Seated on the couch were Tatiana and Julien, and alongside them was Rose, who had been studying

overseas and hadn't crossed paths with Jasper for several years. They were joyfully chatting while

skewering vegetables.

The kitchen buzzed with activity as Jonah, wearing an apron, showcased his culinary skills, with Cyrus

assisting in preparing barbecue sauce.

Silas and Sean were focused on putting meat on the skewers, their attention fixed on Tatiana and

Rose. Sean's concern for his girlfriend was evident, while Silas watched in helplessness as Rose

engaged in an animated conversation with Julien.

Silas sighed sadly, unsure of the unease he felt witnessing their interaction.

"Dr. Lovelace, you're nailing those skewers! Your hands are so skilled!" Tatiana exclaimed as she

noticed the perfectly arranged food on Julien's skewer, resembling a carefully crafted assembly. She

couldn't resist showering him with praise.

"Really? I'm just putting the food on a stick," Julien replied nonchalantly, humming a tune as he

perfectly arranged

skewers Tatiana and Rose assembled were

I did. It's all over the place like a chicken claw." Rose

renowned fashion designer,

her skilled hands, but

was fair. Meanwhile, God appeared to have favored Alyssa by granting

really simple. Let me teach you. You see, this

hunched over, almost pressed against Rose, his head nearly

set off significant alarm bells for

not

is Julien meddling where he

approached Jonah, gossiping as he mixed the ingredients, "Check out

Axel is out there starting the fire. Can you believe he's flirting with the ladies on the

oblivious can he be?"

his brow slightly as he

keep a

lowered his gaze and said,

didn't let him come

grasp the subtext.

Taylor; he's Lyse's guest. It's nice that he's pitching in.

slipped in his words and swiftly

Tatiana and

stick in his

Distracted by the situation, Silas lost his focus and

the skewer stick.

"The two of you..."

seemed as if Jonah had eyes in the back of his head. He shot a glance at