Can’t Win Me Back

Landon spent a single, sleepless night at the hospital. He worked tirelessly, making phone calls to arrange a press conference and contacting renowned psychiatrists and psychologists worldwide, all to secure the best treatment for Lauren.

Cornelius, however, seemed determined to overwhelm Landon. He disregarded Landon’s well-being and dumped nearly all the company’s affairs on him. Jordan could only watch helplessly, on the verge of tears.

The next morning, while receiving an IV drip, Landon received a call from Angelina. Upon hearing that Lauren was more stable, he yanked the needle out immediately. Then, he got up and headed out the door as he threw on his black coat.

“Jordan, get the car!”

“Mr. Landon, waiting for the medication to finish wouldn’t delay your visit!”

Jordan exclaimed.

Landon’s suffering was evident. He’d lost a significant amount of weight in just two or three days, and it pained Jordan to see him like that.

Landon replied tersely, already stepping out the door. His demeanor was resolute yet desolate. In a hoarse and desperate voice, he added, “Nothing is more important than

again pulled into

Newton’s instructions, he

emerged to greet him. “Mr. Landon, Ms. Lauren

There wasn’t a single hint of resentment

brief reminder of the past was enough to immerse him in fond memories. “Really? My wife… Lauren enjoyed her

breakfast person. I have to coax her out of bed to have breakfast. I’d keep her company

very thoughtful of you, Mr. Landon. Thank you for looking

this time,” Ben

pang of fear suddenly struck

has Mr. Beckett and Ms. Angelina by

very well now, so you needn’t worry. The weather has turned