Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue novel Chapter 2263

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. He was the apple of his eye and his treasure. He wished that he could take Jonah wherever he went so that he could flaunt him to the world.

Low profile?

He had been through so much to find his dream man and the love of his life. He was certainly not going to keep a low profile.

The nurse cupped her chubby cheeks as she exclaimed, "Wow, how romantic!"

She was so excited that she was bouncing off the walls. "Dr. Lovelace, you and Mr. Jonah have to be happy together, always!"

Jonah opened a drawer and pulled out the birthday present he had prepared. It was a branded wristwatch with their initials carved on it.

He brushed the tips of his fingers gently across the refined box packaging. With tenderness overflowing from his eyes, he said, "Thank you. We surely will."

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Carrying the gift in his hand and cradling the bouquet of roses in his arms, Julien hurriedly made his way to the basement parking lot. He strutted toward the sports car.

A thunderous engine roared to life without warning, shattering the icy silence. A blinding flash of light followed, momentarily blinding him as he instinctively raised an arm to protect his eyes.