Can’t Win Me Back

-All eyes turned toward the door.

Dressed sharply in a suit, Jameson appeared in everyone’s view while pushing a frail woman in a wheelchair.

“Lyse, who’s that lady in the wheelchair?” Jasper looked puzzled.

“It’s Victor’s wife, Jameson’s mother.” Alyssa’s expression darkened as she glanced at Lily.

Jasper narrowed his eyes. He vaguely recalled seeing Jameson’s mother once at Lyla’s birthday party.

At that time, under Jameson’s careful styling, Lily appeared elegant despite her illness. She exuded a remarkable presence, just like an upper-class lady.

However, this time, her condition was noticeably worse than before, with graying hair and sunken cheeks.

Although the banquet hall wasn’t cold, she needed to wrap herself in a blanket.

She looked uncomfortable under the scrutiny of strangers.

Victor and Josh paled with shock—especially Victor. He stared from a distance at his long-neglected wife, and his eyes gradually reddened with simmering resentment.

He knew full well what Jameson was up to. Now that he was doing well in the Schmidt family, he would undoubtedly prioritize making amends to his mother— compensating her for the years of suffering and indignity she endured.

However, betrayal was a betrayal.

And now, Jameson was openly parading her around. He was

also illustrated one thing very clearly—despite Jameson’s efforts to please Victor, he was not truly aligned with

is

gritted his teeth as he stared at Jameson and Lily. “Why did Jimmy bring that crazy

all back to light. Jimmy always talks about respecting you, but

even darker upon

surrounding guests gazed at Lily in astonishment

Mrs. Schmidt? My goodness. What has become

look like an upper-class lady at all. Just a weak,

seems to

family in Kontina for many years, left to fend for

blame her

after all.

Trembling, Lily tugged at Jameson’s shirt. “I don’t like these kinds of gatherings. Can we go

I’m here with you. Don’t be afraid,” Jameson whispered in her ear. “Not only do

gaze, Lily suddenly spotted Alyssa standing

of joy spread across her hollow face, and her eyes lit up. She suddenly shouted,

instantly

help but hold her breath, yet she maintained a polite and

Schmidt, it’s been a