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.

earnest smile

eyes was as

was elegant and

He was very attractive.

such brutal treatment, she might have ended up being

you're smiling today,

happen?"

getting discharged tomorrow." Jameson looked up as the corners of his

birthday tomorrow." "Oh! Really? Happy birthday to

Thompson.

during this time."

care for you, Mr. Schmidt." Briar placed her tray at the side of his

1 help you

for a quick

Just leave it here.

gets back." Jameson directed his

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

exited his

minutes later, Carl rushed back to