Can’t Win Me Back

The days passed by without any turbulence.

Twice each day—once in the morning and once at night—Briar and another nurse rotated shifts to take Jameson's medications to him and give him his shots.

Each time, Jameson would have his primary physician conduct routine checks on his medication.

Even so, the results were identical each time.

There were no problems with the medications.

Before they realized it, it was the day before Jameson's birthday.

That night, determined to ease the tension between Jameson and Amber, Carl set off for the gallery to retrieve Amber's surprise birthday gift for him.

Jameson's hospital room was heavily guarded from the outside.

He only had a bedside lamp on in his room as he read under the soft lighting.

Briar knocked on the door and walked in.

In a gentle voice, she said, Mr. Schmidt, it's time for your medications." "Okay." Jameson seemed to be in a good mood today.

There was a faint glee in his eyes.

had an earnest smile

eyes was

face was elegant and

He was very attractive.

she might have ended up being captivated by

that you're smiling today, Mr.

good happen?" Briar asked

up as the corners of his lips

it's my birthday tomorrow." "Oh! Really? Happy birthday to you

Thompson.

appreciate your efforts during this time."

to care for you, Mr.

asked, "Shall 1 help you with your shot today? Do you need

come over for a quick check?"

Just leave it here.

it when he gets back." Jameson

shall excuse myself, then." When Briar turned around,

exited his hospital

Carl rushed back