A stern-looking young boy, clad in elegant attire, bearing a semblance to the handsman he would evolve into. He stepped in, reminiscent of a prince from the fairy tales she used to read, thwarting those who intended her harm.
Since then, Loraine had etched Marco’s ninto her heart, and fate led her to meet and marry him, drawn to him like a moth to a flame.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMarco caught her thoughtful gaze.
“I gather the director of the orphanage holds a special place in your heart. | want to accompany you on a visit to reassure her that you now haveby your side, and no one will dare mistreat you again,” he said.
Marco’s words to Henna earlier weren’t merely hollow comfort. He was genuinely interested in connecting with the people and experiences that had shaped Loraine’s life.
Despite extensive investigation into Loraine’s past, the information he had was second-hand. He wished to personally witness and understand Loraine’s experiences.
His earnest expression revealed his sincerity and resolve. Hearing him, Loraine felt a mix of complex emotions, but predominantly, she was touched.
She smiled at him and replied, “Sure, you've got plenty of free tnow, no Longer being a CEO and all. If you want to meet her, accompanyto the countryside.” Marco's eyebrows arched in delight, and he enthusiastically grasped Loraine’s hand, inquiring, “When should we go?” Observing his eagerness, Loraine was amused by his almost childlike anticipation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Why the hurry? | need to organize a few things first.
ninja I'll let you know when we're ready to leave.” Despite his excitement, Marco reluctantly agreed, unable to refute her logical request.
As evening rolled in, Loraine rose to leave. Marco, reluctant to part with her but conscious of the inadequacy of his small apartment for overnight stays, offered, “Letdrive you back.” Her office was merely a short drive away, and her apartment not much further, making his offer superfluous.
Loraine casually declined, “I can manage the trip back by myself.” Nevertheless, Marco's gaze was unwavering, as though fearful she might vanish if he blinked.
Loraine was amused by his transformation from the once stern and commanding CEO to a besotted, puppy-eyed lover.
She reassured him, “Relax, we're practically neighbors, so we'll see each other again soon.” Her tender words dissolved any resistance Marco might have felt, leaving him elated. He acquiesced with a hint of reluctance, watching intently as Loraine descended the stairs and drove away from the apartment.
The moment Loraine was out of sight, Marco's expression reverted to that of a determined predator. His face impassive, he sent a message to his subordinate.