Goodbye, My Love

She was just about to shout again when Marco finally spoke.

“I’m sure Jorge would have been devastated to see his fiancee turn into a vicious monster if he was still alive. For his sake, I will help you one last time, Keely. Once everything is over, you must leave this country and never come back!”

As soon as the call ended, Keely collapsed to the floor, crying and laughing at the same time.

She was happy that she would be let off the hook easily since Marco had promised to save her.

She was sad because it seemed she had lost him forever. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Loraine, are you okay?”

“Hang in there, Loraine. You’re safe now.”

“Loraine, don’t be afraid. I’m here…”

In her barely-conscious state, Loraine thought she heard Marco’s voice.

His deep, masculine voice whispered frequently into her ear, checking on her anxiously.

How annoying!

It was too noisy.

It must be a dream, she thought. What other possible explanation was there for a bastard Like Marco treating her so gently?

Furthermore, why was she even dreaming of him? What a nightmare!

When Loraine opened her eyes, she was lying in a soft, warm bed in her home.

“Lorrie, are you all right?”

“Lorrie, how’s your head? Are you still dizzy? Would you like some water?”

“Lorrie, are you hungry? Would you Like something to eat?”

Loraine’s field of view quickly filled with three concerned-looking men.

Watching their faces, Loraine felt a wave of relief wash over her fatigued body. Her grandfather and uncles all looked down at her, waiting for a response. Her mind cleared, her racing heart slowed and her core temperature returned to normal.

She smiled. “No worries. I feel much better now.”

The three men breathed a sigh of relief.

“It was fortunate that Cayson arrived in time to bring Lorrie back.