Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Landon hugged Lauren as they exited the prison. Despite being enveloped in his warmth, she still trembled in his arms.

"Darling, you..." He pursed his lips as he struggled to find the right words to say to her.

What should he say to comfort Lauren? He thought, "It's not like I can tell her, 'Let's come again' or 'I'm sorry for your loss.'"

"Landon." Head hung low and eyes teary, she said, "Thank you. Thank you for letting me see my mom for the last time. That's enough for me. I will not ask you for anything else."

"Darling, what are you talking about?" Worried, he plopped onto one knee in front of her and grabbed her hand.

He cast a frantic look at her misty eyes. "What do you mean you'll not ask me for anything else? What's the point of having me around? I will lose my motivation in the competition for power. What will I live for?"

"Landon." Her voice trailed off as she stumbled back shyly.

"Just let me know anything you want. No matter what it is, I'll try my best to fulfill your request." His heart pained when he recalled the way she spiraled in front of him. He choked on emotions. "Lauren. you're the one I love. I so wish I could give you the world.

wrong for taking away your right to meet your mom

moved, she threw herself at him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a tight hug. She mumbled, "I

have me, Jasper, and Alyssa. Oh, you have your grandpa, too." He caressed her back and announced, "Darling, don't cry. Take my hand, and I'll make you the happiest woman in the

thing he feared was that he wouldn't be good enough for her. He feared upsetting her, as it might lead to a distance between

and watched the touching scene

She hoped that his

drove Landon and Lauren back. The luxury car

attend art exhibitions in Yoarkley, watch the northern lights at Archenland, or pigeon-feeding at Genovia Square?" He passionately took her hand and kissed the back

reminded him in a low voice, "Mr. Landon, the board meeting is around

time with Lauren," said Landon with a

on the waist. "Besides, what else is there to prepare for? The president is either me or Prepillon Preston. If Grandpa's still clear-minded,

high profile. Yet, he has laid low since he failed to win

front of Lauren. He beamed softly and croaked, "Darling, have you made up

Lauren wasn't in the mood for anything. However, she knew that her low spirits would affect Landon. So, she tried to appear cheerful and suggested