Can't Win Me Back



Alyssa, with a fiery gaze, stared straight at the seemingly endless road ahead of her. She followed the GPS route and drove herself in the black car toward Rose Nursing Home. She had also switched her phone off per Jameson's instruction.

She knew Miley would soon realize her absence from the presidential office and would undoubtedly launch a city- wide search. She would also track the location of her phone.

Green flashes blurred past the window as she sped along. The steering wheel was gripped tightly in her hands, her brow furrowed in concentration.

An hour later, her car glided to a stop in the flower-filled courtyard of the nursing home.

Cautiously, Alyssa stepped out and surveyed her surroundings. To her surprise, the home seemed to operate normally. Cars belonging to visitors filled the courtyard, and people moved about with ease.

Despite the appearance, Alyssa remained vigilant as she entered the building.

The brightly lit hall was adorned with colorful paintings and vibrant plants. Caregivers tended to the elderly with care, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

"Hi, miss. Are you Ms. Alyssa?" A caregiver approached her politely.

Alyssa furrowed her brows. "How do you know me?"

"Mr. Schmidt, one of our largest investors, showed me a photo of you. He asked me to wait for your arrival and bring you to someone," the caregiver explained honestly.

"Who am I supposed to meet?'

"Mr. Schmidt's mother."

Alyssa's pupils contracted.

"Mr. Schmidt said you haven't seen Mrs. Schmidt in a long time. She misses you very much and has lots to tell you. Please come with me."

The caregiver led Alyssa to the back garden, where two graceful white swans glided across the mirror-like lake, creating a picturesque scene.

Alyssa saw an elegant yet delicate figure in a wheelchair by the lake, with their back turned to her.

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Alyssa took a deep breath. With an inexplicably heavy feeling in her heart, she treaded lightly toward Lily.

Even though she despised Jameson, she did not hate Lily, not even when her son had become a despicable devil.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Ultimately, Lily was a victim of her husband's misunderstanding and hatred. She was also suffering from illness. Her life had been undeniably difficult and tragic.

"Hi, Mrs. Schmidt, Alyssa greeted Lily softly as she got to her side. Her eyes brightened.

Today, Lily was wearing an elegant and expensive long dress. Her makeup was flawless, and her graying hair, though undyed, was tidily arranged with an emerald hair clip.

Though thin, she still carried the remnants of the once-splendid woman who had been Victor's wife.