Can’t Win Me Back

Actually, the flowers were prepared by Rose early on.

She knew this would be a winning battle.

With Silas around, victory was assured.

After anonymously sending the flowers, Rose quietly walked toward the parking lot alone.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and so did her heart.

Silas was dressed sharply in a prosecutor's sleek black suit in the courtroom.

He passionately debated, forcing the villains to show their true sides.

When Rose recalled his heroic demeanor, her cheeks gradually flushed, and her heart pounded uncontrollably.

"Since you're here, shouldn't you at least say hello before leaving, Ms.

Emerson?" a familiar and clear voice came from behind.

Rose suddenly stopped in her tracks.

After taking a deep breath, she slowly turned around.

prosecutor's uniform, stood tall

walked up to

flowers you sent me mean?" Calming herself, Rose met his bright

symbolize victory." "Oh, I thought it was because you like me," Silas said, tilting his head

skipped a

"You're

breath hitched slightly as he stared into

me the wrong impression again? Last time,

This time flowers.

be next? I'm a bit curious." "Well, you can

a next time anyway." Rose felt inexplicably

turned around to

Silas pinned her against the

his

"Ms.

his whole life and hadn't seen how people flirted, so the words that came out of

novelbin Rose smiled.

"What's wrong, Mr.

can't handle it?" Silas' competitive

He smirked.