Can’t Win Me Back

Lauren!” Landon’s eyes lit up in excitement. He eagerly rushed toward Lauren and gave her a tight hug. His voice trembled fearfully. “I’m sorry for showing up late. It was my fault that you suffered injuries. I am fucking useless! Hit me if you like. Hit me as hard as possible!”

Landon’s men were taken aback by his behavior. No longer behaving like a devil, Landon was just a hopeless man in love. They marveled at Lauren, who had charmed Landon into his subservient ways.

“Landon, why would you speak to Cyrus in that way? Why?” Lauren, being autistic, had a tendency to fixate on things. Her stubbornness might be distressing for some.

She insisted, “Why would you say that about Cyrus? I would’ve died if not for him! He saved me. So, how could you be so mean to him?”

Her endless whys and hows would have triggered anyone. However, Landon only hugged her tight and whispered tearfully into her ear, “Lauren, you must have been so scared and shocked. I was a loser for not protecting you…”

“It’s not Cyrus’ fault. He saved me. Please don’t say that about him ever.

Alright?” Lauren refused to move on without receiving a firm response to the previous matter.

Watching the scene, Angelina felt sorry for Landon. The effort they poured into Lauren’s recovery had gone down the drain due to the hostage incident.

Landon dared not provoke the adamant Lauren any further. Swallowing the pain, he begged her in a hoarse voice, “Darling, promise me you won’t look at any other man. You should only have eyes for me.

I’m your one and

that, he sent a subordinate to retrieve records of the police reports made by Denver and Joanna, the background information of the five

but Cyrus felt ruffled for

call from Alyssa. Calming down, he answered,

that you were dispatched to the scene. Mandy saw it, too. You didn’t pick up her calls, so she sent Jasper and me to check on you because we

the scene. I’m doing just fine,” Cyrus

you. Come out and show us,” Alyssa stubbornly insisted. “We’re at the entrance to the police station, and we want to see you walking out with our own eyes. How else are we going

luxurious Rolls-Royce parked across the street from the police station. Feeling ashamed, he scanned the area to make

in the car. “Some might know you

grinned. Cyrus was pretty imaginative, wasn’t

arms and instructed Jasper to take photos of Cyrus from the front and the

Jasper lowered his gaze

kinky, aren’t you?” Cyrus clicked his

take off my pants for photos? You can send them to Mom,

stammered, “Um… If that’s what you want, I can’t possibly say no. I’ll