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.

still dressed in his prosecutor's uniform, stood tall and

then walked up to

shouldn't you tell me what the flowers you sent me mean?" Calming herself, Rose

you like me," Silas said, tilting his head slightly

skipped a

smiled, "You're quite funny,

breath hitched slightly as he stared into her

not giving me the wrong impression

This time flowers.

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

be a next time anyway." Rose felt inexplicably

around to

pinned her against the

arms made his

"Ms.

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

novelbin Rose smiled.

"What's wrong, Mr.

handle it?" Silas' competitive spirit suddenly flared

He smirked.