Goodbye, My Love

Although she had sporadically maintained contact with the director of the orphanage, her life was persistently consumed by one matter after another, affording her scant time for the rural village. Today, having encountered Henna, she felt compelled to inquire further about the director.

Henna paused for a moment before letting out a soft sigh.

“Six months ago, I returned to the village. She seemed less vibrant than I remember. I know she’s perpetually concerned about those children… However, she frequently asks about you whenever I see her.

You know, Vagow is so vast, and you hail from an affluent family. It’s not easy to come across you. Still, I didn’t expect that luck would favor us with this unexpected meeting today!”

Listening to this, Loraine’s emotions became tangled, prompting her to cast her gaze downward. “I should pay her a visit.”

Henna offered her a comforting smile.

“Don’t worry. The director understands your busy schedule, and the village remains stubbornly narrow- minded, gossiping ceaselessly about you. There’s no immediate need to go back.”

Loraine, overcome with guilt, sighed.

Suddenly, Marco chimed in, “Is the village located in the western outskirts of Vagow?”

Taken aback, Loraine turned to look at him. How could he possibly know about that place? This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Henna, oblivious to Loraine’s surprise, confirmed Marco’s guess with a nod.

After a moment’s thought, Marco gently took Loraine’s hand and earnestly said to Henna, “Since Loraine and I are together, it’s only fitting that we visit the place where she grew up and show our gratitude to the orphanage director. We will go there together in a few days to visit her.”

At first blushing at Marco’s words, Loraine was soon rendered somewhat speechless, her heart touched by his sincerity.

In the time they’d spent together, she had noticed Marco’s struggle to adapt to ordinary life, a stark contrast to his previous existence.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

He was an heir from a prosperous family, yet he was willing to accompany her to a small and backward village to visit the woman who had raised her.

The walls around Loraine’s heart crumbled, allowing feelings for Marco to take root and flourish, filling her heart with a warm and affectionate glow.

Of His L 1

Henna continued to sing praises of Marco as an ideal partner, causing

Loraine to blush in response to the flattery.

After a pleasant chat, they said their goodbyes to Henna.

Then, loaded with bags of groceries, they made their way back to

Marco’s apartment.

The once barren refrigerator, now full, hummed with the warmth of home.