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.

Mr. Landon? Madam Lauren

a worried voice. “Was Mr. Cornelius

my own arrangements,” Landon answered as he stood at the

Angelina asked excitedly, “Really?”

vertically in front of his lips, signaling Angelina to lower

a trip to Stellus at Belbanks. I heard that there were some good products made of quality materials these past

that others would get their hands on it first, so I rushed over to see if I could pick out

time today. I’ll be busy with other things tomorrow. So, I decided to just settle

sad. In a hoarse voice, she said, “I’m sure you’ve put

nothing. Things will get

took out a rectangular box from the pocket in his suit and opened it

made of clear quartz. It was exquisitely carved, and it shimmered under the

A mere glance

It really

pencil to put up her hair? A valuable hair clip like this is what suits her.” Landon’s eyes twinkled with a soft

Angelina nodded in agreement.