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.

Landon? Madam Lauren

a worried voice. “Was

to me to make my own arrangements,” Landon answered as he stood at the door and fixed

Angelina asked excitedly, “Really?”

finger vertically in front of

a trip to Stellus at Belbanks. I heard that there were some good products made

get their hands on it first, so I rushed over to see if I could pick out a couple of

other things tomorrow. So, I decided to just

feel sad. In a hoarse voice, she said, “I’m sure

nothing. Things will get

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

clear quartz. It was exquisitely carved, and it

eyes widened in awe. She was deeply drawn by it. A mere glance revealed the unmistakable value of this item;

It really suits

using a pencil to put up her hair? A valuable hair clip like this is what suits her.”

Angelina nodded in agreement.