Can’t Win Me Back

Ever since getting together with Axel, Amber had lived each day in bliss.

Yet, when Winston assured her that he truly accepted her and approved of her marriage to Axel, that bliss reached its peak.

For so long, Amber had struggled with feelings of inferiority, never truly believing she deserved Axel's love. Deep down, she had resolved to step away if Winston disapproved or insisted Axel marry a woman from a reputable family-a match more fitting of his status.

She wouldn't have hesitated to leave if it meant sparing Winston and Axel any conflict.

Amber loved Axel wholeheartedly and was willing to sacrifice everything for him.

But instead of rejection, she found warmth. The Taylor family embraced her as one of their own, showing her kindness and understanding rather than disdain for her past.

She could never repay such compassion.

"Winston.... Thank you. Thank you..." Amber's tear-filled eyes glistened, their brightness undimmed despite all the darkness she had endured.

"I doubt you'll be calling me by my first name for much longer. Once Axel returns, you'll have to start calling me

pink as she lowered her eyes

Jennifer, and a familiar ache gripped his heart. He was doing his best

he would ensure their children's happiness. But Alyssa's struggles with Jasper-and the cruel way fate tore

Alyssa ever

over them, could she lend Alyssa

to bed, Amber changed into a black sports outfit. Quietly, she retrieved the sleek black sports car Axel had gifted her and drove out of the basement garage toward the villa's

duty stopped

Altman, you're heading out at

of my insomnia, Amber replied with a faint smile. "Just

out so late. Let me assign two personnel to

be necessary," Amber said, her voice calm but firm. "I can handle myself. Most men can't take me in a fight. Besides, I'll be in the car the whole time

guard could argue, she pressed the accelerator

City's expressway, her eyes filled with cold determination, though her heart grew heavy. Memories of darkness and pain surged, crashing over her like relentless waves. Her grip tightened on the steering wheel, and her jaw clenched