Can’t Win Me Back

Landon trudged back to the living room while looking dispirited. Angelina happened to descend the stairs after having coaxed Lauren to sleep.

When Landon lifted his gaze, he accidentally met her eyes, causing her to hang her head fearfully.

“Stop lowering your head. You’re about to bury your head in the sand. What are you, an ostrich?” Frowning impatiently, Landon sat on the couch and put a cigarette between his lips. However, he hesitated to light it when he recalled Lauren hated the smell of cigarette smoke.

Angelina did not look up. She had always carried herself with arrogance and aloofness in public, a stark contrast to her present self—unsure, submissive, and guilty. She wanted to dig a hole and hide due to shame.

“Come here.”

She strutted over to Landon. The short distance felt like it took forever.

“Is Lauren asleep?” Landon asked in a low voice.

“Yes.” She stared at her feet. Her voice was shaky. “I’ll pack my stuff and leave immediately. I will not be an eyesore to you.”

“Just stay,” he remarked icily.

his tone, she was overjoyed and relieved

a sister to Lauren. I know she won’t be able to eat well if you leave her.”

the end of the day, he did not have the heart to treat his loyal subordinate cruelly. “So, stay and take care of Lauren. You can be clumsy at times. You’ve even ruined a few of her dresses in the laundry, and you aren’t exactly the best when it comes to cooking. But I don’t trust anyone else

such an incident to happen again. Otherwise, I will not only fire you,

joking, but Angelina lowered her head in shame. She fought back tears as

Landon sat on the couch and approved some documents under the dim and soft light of the standing lamp while wearing matching couple pajamas with Lauren. Unlike Jasper, he was not a workaholic. He was simply trying

No… Don’t hit me^ Don’t!” All of a sudden, Lauren kicked off the blanket in her dreams and started contorting as though she was pinned

in shock, Landon hurried over and sat by

arms, knowing that she had a nightmare. “Calm down. I’m here with you. There’s nothing

me! Don’t hit

in sweat. He questioned, “Who hit you? Lauren, tell

time, she was soaked in cold sweat from

look crept into his eyes. He

manifest in dreams. Lauren wouldn’t have had nightmares if not for

protected Lauren well. Besides, Angelina stuck by

him by the waist, shaking her head