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.

the apple of his

that he could take Jonah wherever he went so that he could

much to find his dream man and the

going to

cheeks as she exclaimed, "Wow, how romantic!"

Lovelace, you and Mr. Jonah have to be happy together, always!" Jonah opened a drawer and pulled out the birthday

was a branded wristwatch with their

his fingers gently across the refined

from his eyes, he said,

the gift in his hand and cradling the bouquet of roses in his

toward

roared to life without

blinding him as he instinctively raised

that split second, a black vehicle lunged at him, roaring toward him like a

jump out of the way,

roses slipped from his arms, scattering their

echoed as the car screeched

breaths, cold sweat beading on

shock subsided, he cautiously opened his

open, and a

and an air of menace that followed him

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

stared fixedly at this man who looked familiar

stepping on a

greeting card

glanced at the

read, “Although the world holds countless beautiful things, you are the most

will love