Can’t Win Me Back

Tatiana felt like she was being plunged into an icy abyss, with a hurricane of cold sweeping through her chest. The flush of embarrassment on her cheeks drained away, leaving her face pale.

As she looked into Sinead's tear-filled eyes, she saw through her pretense and detected the disdain in her heart.

In the past, she might have turned and fled, hiding in a corner and wallowing in self-pity and tears. But this time, an inexplicable courage surged within her—a courage to face the Lynches directly.

She loved Sean. That was all.

Was love wrong? Why should she bow down to them?

If she ran away in disgrace now, wouldn't she be tacitly agreeing that what Sinead said was true?

"Ms. Tatiana, do you understand what I'm saying?" Sinead still appeared frail and helpless, but her tone was icy.

Sean's shoulders trembled with anger. The veins in his neck bulged as if about to burst. "You can vent your anger at me! How dare you speak to the woman I love like this? What has Taty done to deserve this treatment from you?"

This is absurd!" Spencer finally couldn't hold back

the first time Spencer had encountered such a situation. He felt both anger and bewilderment—bewildered by the abrupt transformation of his usually obedient and considerate youngest son, who

worries were not unfounded. This beautiful woman, who was capable of capturing men's hearts, was too intimidating. She had

Tatiana. "What did I do? I was just having a woman-to-woman chat with Ms. Tatiana. What's the use of telling you? Can you even

like Alyssa, you're still his flesh and blood.

to choose between love and

of Sinead's face gradually blurred. Was this

and a desire for

did this maternal love become

Spencer's pupils contracted slightly.

much. But if she didn't act like this, how could the Lynch family save their dignity? How could Sean cleanly break away from