Goodbye, My Love

“Marco, I came to see you despite my injured leg, and you won’t even give me the time of day?”

Tears glistened in her delicate eyes like she might burst into a fit at any second. Unfortunately, that move wouldn’t work anymore. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

The three men Looked away, ignoring her.

Keely did a lot of sad-fishing, but it didn‘’t seem to work.

Gritting her teeth, she continued to complain, “I know it’s Loraine’s fault once again. Marco, I beg you, please stay away from that woman.

It seems like something bad happens every time you get close to her.”

“Enough!” Marco interrupted her unhappily.

“Stop worrying about my personal business. You should get back to rest.”

Keely said hurriedly, “I can endure the pain. Let me stay here and take care of you!”

“No, thank you.” Marco refused her help immediately.

Keely, seeing that Marco wasn’t budging on his opinion, pushed further.

Her Lips trembled, and she burst into tears.

“Marco, do you hate me? I know I’m completely useless. My leg is so badly injured that I can’t even stand. I couldn’t possibly give you the care you need. Will you still take care of me if I stay like this forever?”

“Take care of yourself, then!”

Marco was simply annoyed by her tears. Ignoring the crying, he called for the nurse, who escorted Keely out of the room.

Slater’s heart softened as he watched Keely cry.

“Marco, aren’t you being a Little heartless? Her leg is still injured, after all,” Slater complained.

He thought that even though Keely might have done bad things, she Loved

Marco deeply. If it weren’t for Jorge, Keely and Marco would probably have gotten married by now.

Marco sneered at Slater.

“If you are worried about her, you can take care of her yourself. I’m not stopping you.”

When the task was offered, Slater immediately felt overwhelmed and sobered to the moment.

“No, no. You promised Jorge that you would take care of Keely. I won’t interfere.”