Goodbye, My Love

Chapter 1125

Loraine unconsciously swallowed.

Being cornered, like a prey, triggered a warning bell in Loraine’s mind.

The man before her was the predator, his warm breath tantalizingly near, almost as if he was ready to consume

her.

Her heart pounded as she feigned serenity. “Discuss about what? What's there for us to discuss anyway?”

Letting out a sigh, Marco said in a subdued tone, “Loraine, | promised to sever ties with Keely. My agreeing to her

return was only to conclusively put an end to her meddling. | assure you, Keely will not be an impediment

between us in the future.”

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The moment he uttered “Keely,” Loraine was filled with an absurd amusement.

A sense of familiarity engulfed her. It was as if they were reliving the stragic events that occurred during

their three-year marriage.

It seemed that Marco, once again, inflicted pain upon her repeatedly for the sake of Keely.

Loraine’s hands balled into fists, the knuckles turning bone white. She outstretched her arms, endeavoring to

shove Marco aside.

However, the man remained an unmovable force, her own strength paling in comparison to his.

A feeling of despair began to well up within Loraine’s heart. She bit down on her lower lip hard, eyes welling up

with tears. She held

Marco's gaze and asserted, “Why should | care if you invite her back into your life? | couldn't care less!”

“But | do care!”

Marco's voice was filled with urgency. He gripped her hand with a desperate intensity, his whisper almost a plea.

“| care. | care so deeply about how you feel. | don’t give a damn when Keely is set free or if she decides to come

back. I've barred her from my life. She switched her phone number just to get through to me. We've cso far,

Loraine, and | won't let misconceptions hinder us any further.”

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“Are you serious about this?” His words sent shockwaves through

Loraine’s heart. She looked at him, teary-eyed, feeling a loss for words.

In Marco's eyes, Loraine was a blend of innocence, purity, and allure.

Drawing his lips together, Marco leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.

This was no tentative exploration but an assertive, overwhelming assault, claiming even the air she breathed.

The overwhelming intensity quickened Loraine’s heartbeat. Surprisingly, she found herself not loathing this kiss.

Instead, it seemed to provide an outlet for the sadness within her.

And so, she gripped Marco's shoulder and bit back.

This was more a fierce bite than a tender kiss, leading both of them to the sharp taste of blood.