Goodbye, My Love

“Grady, right? Thank you for the invitation. I’d love to see the antiques you have in your house. I’ll take time out from my schedule later.”

Loraine smiled brightly as she accepted the invitation. This was not only because she wanted to see the antiques. She accepted just to annoy

Marco, who wouldn’t stay out of her damn business.

“Really?” Grady looked surprised. “That’s great. I’ll look forward to your visit!”

The two happily shared a handshake and exchanged contact information, completely ignoring Marco beside them.

Marco’s face was red with fury as he watched the two. He didn’t air his feelings until Grady left.

“Well, since you are so interested in works of art, I should point out that I have some at home. Would you Like to see them?”

Jimmie burst into laughter as soon as his friend finished speaking.

As a close friend, he knew that Marco was barely home. He drowned himself in work.

Worse still, he didn’t collect artwork and antiques. It wasn’t his thing. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Loraine knew more about her ex-husband than everyone else.

With a mocking smile, she responded, “You seem to have forgotten that I stayed in that house more than you for three Long years. If my memory serves me right, I didn’t see any works of art.”

Marco was speechless and embarrassed.

It was as if a spear was driven through his heart.

How could he forget that Loraine had been holed up in his home for a few years? It was understandable that she didn’t want to step foot there ever again.

Their conversation ended on a sour note again.

Loraine was done speaking to him. She signaled to Jennie and they left.

A dark gloom fell on Marco’s face as he stared at her receding figure.

Once she went out of sight, he took out his phone and called Carl.

“I need you to do something for me immediately. Buy me antiques in the market, especially the ones collected by the Cruz family. Buy as many as you can. You know what? Buy everything in their collection!”

“Okay, Mr. Bryant. I’LL do that right away.”

Carl was a capable assistant. He was ready to execute his boss’s orders even when they came out of the blue.

Jimmie stared at his friend with his mouth agape.