Can’t Win Me Back

In a flash, two days passed, and it was Jonah's birthday.

Last night, Solana City had its first snowfall of the winter.

That day, a thin blanket of white clung to the branches outside the window like newly bloomed lilacs, creating a serene and romantic atmosphere.

"Dr. Lovelace, the white roses you ordered have arrived." Julien was in the midst of studying Jasper's medical records and scans when he saw a nurse standing before him with a huge bouquet of white roses.

Only then did he realize that it was time to get off work.

"Thank you.

Just leave it on the tea table." He smiled so brightly that the smile reached his eyes.

His face looked far more captivating than the snowy scene out the window.

The young nurse looked at Julien, blushing.

Out of curiosity, she couldn't help but ask, "Dr. Lovelace, the roses you bought are beautiful.

Who are you giving them to?" Julien stretched his back.

His eyes twinkled brightly as a flush of pink came across his cheeks.

"It's for my lover.

It's his birthday today." Excitement came across the nurse's face.

"I-Is it Mr. Jonah?" "Who else could it be?" With a smitten smile on his face, Julien answered frankly and openly.

He didn't try to hide anything.

Jonah was the most handsome man in the world.

was the apple of his

wherever he went so that he could flaunt him

to find his dream man and the love of

not going to keep

how romantic!" She was so

Jonah opened a drawer and

a branded wristwatch with their initials carved

brushed the tips of his fingers gently across the refined box

from his eyes, he said, "

in his hand and cradling the bouquet of roses in

toward the

engine roared to life without warning,

followed, momentarily blinding him as he instinctively raised an

a black vehicle lunged at him, roaring toward him like a beast

wanting to jump out of the way,

slipped from his arms, scattering their petals on

car screeched

heaved with rapid breaths, cold sweat beading

subsided,

swung open, and

air of menace that followed him as he walked toward Julien, each

"You... You're..." Julien stuttered.

at this man who

stopped, stepping on a white rose

the greeting card that

icy eyes, he glanced at the

countless beautiful things, you

will love