Goodbye, My Love

Internally, he mused in self-derision. Perhaps it was due to the countless times he had wounded Loraine throughout their three-year marriage that every attempt to mend and improve their relationship was met with various impediments.

However, Loraine remained oblivious to Marco’s introspective thoughts.

Seeing his silence, she feared he might misconstrue her intentions, so she interjected, “We have ample time in the future. It’s only a dinner, and there will be many more opportunities to come.”

Hearing her words, a glimmer of hope ignited in Marco’s eyes, and he nodded in agreement.

Indeed, the journey ahead for him and Loraine was long. Addressing the situation at the hospital now would ensure uninterrupted quality time between them, away from the meddling Bryant women.

Resolute in his decision, Marco glanced at Loraine with a sigh. “Wait for me at the restaurant. If you’re hungry, feel free to order something. I won’t be long.”

Loraine offered a gentle smile and nodded as the man before her rose from his seat.

However, just as he approached her, he halted unexpectedly. Under

Loraine’s puzzled gaze, Marco leaned over, depositing a light kiss on her cheek.

“A goodbye kiss, consider it compensation for my abrupt departure, okay?”

At these ambiguous words, Loraine’s cheeks flushed. But before she could react, he chuckled and left, confidently striding out of the restaurant.

The exclusive restaurant had been reserved solely for them, and the staff, understanding the circumstances, refrained from disturbing

Loraine. Now, with Marco’s exit, she was the sole occupant.

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At least, now no one would witness her flushed face.

Loraine gingerly raised her hand, her fingertips brushing the spot

Marco had kissed. The unexpected warmth caused her to withdraw her hand abruptly, only to move it to her chest, touching the dew-kissed flower he had given her.

Its intoxicating scent enveloped her, making Marco’s presence Linger in her senses, virtually accompanying her. Loraine blushed further, her smile reflecting the joy of experiencing a date for the first time.

She realized she had never been in a serious relationship before. Even during their marriage, she and Marco had spent more time apart than together.

Following their divorce, Marco seized every opportunity for solitude with her, though she often found him as sticky as chewing gum.

Now, their relationship had advanced, and she had tasted a hint of love.

But her elation was short-lived. Suddenly, Loraine recalled the stern tone of Liza over the phone.

The memory felt like a cold shower, dousing her newfound happiness. Her brows furrowed in worry for Marco.