Can’t Win Me Back

Lauren learned how to conceal her feelings. When she got home, she would close herself in the drawing studio. She focused on painting and didn’t show her emotions.

Angelina didn’t notice anything amiss with Lauren.

If there were anything to say about the difference in Lauren, it would be in her artwork. Their hues had become duller, they were darker, and they had become more bewildering to Angelina.

Lauren heard that Landon had returned home that evening to see Cornelius.

She felt anxious about it, so she painted in the studio while she waited for him to come home.

Nevertheless, even after an extensive period, he had not returned home.

Eventually, unable to keep herself awake any longer, Lauren succumbed to sleep at her desk amidst her watercolors.

By the time Landon rushed back, it was already in the wee hours of the morning.

He noticed that Lauren had fallen asleep with her head on the desk. She had gotten smears of colorful paint all over her face. A loving smile spread across his face.

long, Mr. Landon? Madam Lauren has

worried voice. “Was Mr. Cornelius unhappy

to me to make my own arrangements,” Landon answered as he stood at the door and fixed his eyes on Lauren, who was fast asleep.

Angelina asked excitedly, “Really?”

his finger vertically in front of his lips, signaling

Belbanks. I heard that there were some

hands on it first, so I rushed over to see if I could pick out a couple of things that would suit

things

couldn’t help but feel sad. In a hoarse voice, she said, “I’m sure you’ve put in a lot of

Things will get

said that, he took out a rectangular box from the

a hair clip made of clear quartz. It was exquisitely carved,

by it. A mere glance revealed the unmistakable value of this

beautiful. It really suits Madam

put up her hair? A valuable hair clip like this is what suits

Angelina nodded in agreement.