Can’t Win Me Back

“Cyrus, what’s wrong?” Lauren asked with concern when she noticed his expression.

“Nothing. Let’s keep going,” Cyrus replied with a forced smile.

He draped his arm over Lauren’s shoulder without fully touching her as they moved forward with the crowd, all the while discreetly scanning their surroundings like radar.

At that moment, his phone buzzed in his pocket.

Cyrus took it out and looked at the screen, only to see a text message containing just four words. “Don’t panic. It’s me.”

His sharp eyes slightly narrowed, and his tense heart relaxed.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the crowd, Landon stood in a corner. Despite keeping a low profile, his tall and handsome figure still caught the attention of those around him.

Amidst the lively atmosphere filled with joy and laughter, Landon appeared lonely and desolate, like an elderly man in his twilight years.

Lauren closely, never

care, had a bright smile.

gradually blurred, fading even the hint of tenderness that lingered at

it was Angelina approaching. He suppressed

normal life. I never understood what a normal life was, but I think… I understand now. But

and quickly reassured him, “It’s not too

late to win back Madam

never took her out for a good time—like Cyrus is doing

Landon’s reddened eyes, and his voice became hoarse like a whisper. “I thought I was giving her what she wanted, but I

What she wanted.

did ask before, but amidst her repeated answers of “I want to

let’s get a bit closer,”

shook his head. “She