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.

apple of

wherever he went so

had been through so much to find his dream man and the love

certainly not going to

chubby cheeks as she exclaimed, "Wow, how romantic!" She was so excited that she

have to be happy together, always!" Jonah opened a drawer and pulled out the birthday present he

branded wristwatch with their initials

tips of his fingers gently

from his eyes,

his hand and cradling the bouquet of roses in

strutted toward the sports

thunderous engine roared to life without warning, shattering

him as he instinctively raised an arm to protect

second, a black vehicle lunged at him, roaring toward

panicked, wanting to jump out of the way,

white roses slipped from his arms, scattering their petals on the

as the car screeched to a halt

with rapid breaths, cold sweat

subsided,

door of the black car swung open, and a man in dark attire

that followed him as he walked toward Julien, each

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

fixedly at this man

on a white rose

picked up the greeting card that had fallen

at the delicate

read, “Although the world holds countless

an eternal flame, I will love you till my