Can't Win Me Back

"I'm sorry, Lyse." Winston shut his eyes, which were now welled up with tears. "I can't tell you the reason. But please trust me on one thing-what your mother and I had was eternal. She's the only one I love, even till today."

"Dad..."

"Truth be told, during those days when I was really ill, there was one thing I thought about every day. I thought about giving up on treatment and just letting it all go. That way, I would be able to be reunited with your mother in heaven sooner."

Alyssa rested her head on Winston's knees and let out a long sigh.

The ambiguity of Winston's response made her feel even more troubled.

It gave her an even stronger desire to pursue the truth about Jennifer's life story.

Xavier was startled to see Jasper returning to his room. "That was a quick proposal, Mr. Beckett! Did madam say 'yes'?"

Jasper shook his head dejectedly. "I didn't propose."

"What? Why not? This is such a great opportunity!"

"I'll wait for another chance in the future."

Jasper wasn't keen to go into too much detail. He simply came up with an excuse and said, "I have to be ready with my own preparations in order to propose. Using Landon and Lauren's wedding as a stepping stone doesn't seem like a good idea. It also appears insincere."

Xavier pondered for a moment. Then, he sighed, "I suppose so."

Jasper looked at his reflection in the full-length mirror. He was reminded of Lyla's compliments on his suit and cheered up. A blissful smile spread across his face.

"We have plenty of time. She's the only one for me in this life. She's not going anywhere no matter what."

The night before, Jonah told Julien that he wanted him to come along to a wine-tasting gathering held locally the following day. It would be participated by people in the upper-class societies and they would be able to taste quality wines that would not be available elsewhere.

Julien was a wine lover. He went to bed early happily once he heard that he would be able to taste wines the next day.

The next morning, he was woken up by the sound of an alarm. However, Jonah was not by his side.

"Jonah? Jonah?" Julien rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Suddenly, his phone buzzed.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

It was a WhatsApp message from Jonah. "Dad called me over to see

him. I've packed everything w

Breakfast is in the living hall. made it myself."

Julien pressed his lips together. With a sweet smile on his face, he replied, "Is there anything I can help Dad with?"

"No worries. He's doing well. By the

way, the dress code for the

gathering is formal. I've prepared an outfit for you to wear to the

gathering. It's in the living roo Enjoy your breakfast and change into that outfit. I'll pick you up shortly."

Julien narrowed his eyes. He sent a kissy face emoji in reply before getting out of bed and going to the living room.

There was a scrumptious spread of breakfast on the table. But Julien was more surprised by the outfit that Jonah had prepared for him.

It was a pure white formal suit. Even its bow tie, lapel pin, and leather shoes were carefully chosen to match his outfit.

That was simply too attentive of Jonah, he thought.

To avoid dirtying his outfit, Julien first had breakfast after washing up. After that, he changed into the outfit piece by piece.

He looked at his striking reflection in the mirror. For some reason, he had this feeling of wonder.

This outfit didn't seem like an outfit for attending an event. Instead, it looked more suited for a groom.

Right at this moment, he received a text from Jonah. "Are you ready, Julien? I'm up front."

Not seeing Jonah in the morning made Julien miss him all the more. He rushed out of the door in anticipation.

Jonah was standing tall outside the door. He looked into his eyes with a gentle smile on his face.

He wasn't in any formal wear.

Instead, he had a thick, black woo

coat on. His outfit accent go t

his

stable and tall frame, giving off an

air of self-restraint.

Nevertheless, only Julien knew. He was the only one who knew how passionate and fiery the reserved and self-restrained Jonah could be. "What's this?" Julien pouted. He walked over and held Jonah's hand. "I'm the only one dressed like this? It looks odd."

"It's not. I like it."

Jonah gazed at him deeply. He couldn't take his eyes off of him. He bent his arm, inviting Julien to link arms with him. "Let's go, my Foxy." Julien smiled. He linked arms with Jonah, and they departed together.