As Loraine surveyed the apartment, she couldn't help but sigh internally.
During their three-year marriage, she had remained within the confines of the Bryant family residence, busying
herself with household chores, never truly drawing close to Marco.
Now, post-divorce, she had crossed into Marco’s personal domain.
A myriad of emotions bubbled up within her, leading to yet another heartfelt sigh.
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Marco had been leading the way, opening doors, glancing back at Loraine intermittently, a nervous yet
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Upon entering the foyer, Loraine paused at the sight of the shoe cabinet.
Among the footwear was a pair of Light pink women’s slippers. Had Marco entertained a woman in his apartment
before?
A sinking feeling took hold of Loraine. She pursed her lips, halting at the doorstep.
In the midst of her discomfort and confusion, Marco softly called out her name. He reached into the shoe cabinet,
retrieved the slippers, and knelt before her.
As he looked up at her, his handsfeatures were beautifully sculpted, his gaze serene and earnest.
“Loraine, I've always wanted to invite you over, but | never found the right words. These... these were prepared
especially for you.”
Furthermore, he had taken the tto arrange everything Loraine might need within the apartment.
He had been eagerly anticipating the day Loraine would step into his world and they could lead a normal
couple’s life together.
This stark apartment, in his dreams of cohabitation with Loraine, had slowly been transformed into a home.
Taken aback by his candidness, Loraine found herself at a crossroads.
She began, “You...”
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Before she could formulate a coherent response, Marco had already crouched down, proceeding to change her
footwear.
She had never envisioned a scene like this.
Somehow, Loraine found herself accepting his actions.
Marco delicately handled her ankle, helping her out of her high-heeled shoes and into the soft slippers.
Loraine’s willingness to accompany him inside and acquiesce to such intimate behavior left Marco feeling elated,
sensing that he was drawing closer to her.
However, the next instant, Loraine snapped back to reality, retracting her foot awkwardly and clearing her
throat.
“Well... Where's your first-aid kit? Letapply sointment to your wound,”