Can’t Win Me Back

Axel tiptoed over to the bed when he heard Amber’s shallow breathing after she fell asleep. Kneeling on one knee by the bed, he studied her lovely sleeping face.

Moments later, he mumbled in a low voice, “You’re not like Lyse.”

Amber probably overheard him. Her lashes fluttered gently as tears crept to her eyes.

Axel gulped upon seeing her tears and thought of wiping them away, only to withdraw his hand and head toward the balcony forlornly.

When Amber woke up groggily the next morning, Axel had left. She sat up in her comfortable sheets and paused in shock when she found Axel’s black windbreaker draping across the blanket. He had clearly left it behind for her.

recalling her gastric issues. This time, he knew that she didn’t have enough

the happiest woman ever.” Chuckling, Amber ran her trembling

breeze on the balcony. When she pulled open the floor-to-ceiling doors,

night, Carl and his men tailed Axel’s car. Not only did they lose Axel, but they

Because of that, Carl anxiously searched high and low for Amber. However, his search was futile because Axel might have checked into a hotel under a fake identity. Therefore, he returned to

night, Jameson had an outburst and smashed things in his room, which puzzled Carl. After all, Jameson had always used Amber like a tool and never had any real feelings for her. Why the overreaction

calm. She went up to Jameson with a bare