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Goodbye, My Love

Chapter 1132
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As Loraine’s heart pounded, she was at a loss for what to do next.

Rowan and Wesley stepped in, coughing conspicuously.

With pointed looks at Loraine and Marco, they cautioned, “This is a hospital. Behave yourselves.”

A grin playing on his lips, Marco noted a slight change in the two elders’ attitude towards him.

If he’d acted like this before, they would have yanked Loraine away instantly.

It seemed his standing within the Torres family had improved.

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Feeling rather chipper, Marco prudently released Loraine, though he remained by her side, posing like a dutiful

prospective son-in-law.

Rowan and Wesley maintained a tight-lipped silence.

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Despite their misgivings about Marco, they held back their criticism.

Feeling awkward, Loraine made up an excuse to get out of sight of her two uncles. Marco trailed after her.

Rowan and Wesley watched them go, helplessness etched on their faces.

Although Loraine hadn't given Marco a definitive response, the good news about Aldo’s successful surgery had

lifted her spirits.

Marco followed her.

After a few steps, he seized her arm, pinning her against the wall.

“Now we're alone, with no one to interrupt us.”

Her face flushed, Loraine didn’t resist. The man’s eyes smoldered with intensity, and an electric tension hung in

the air between them.

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Right at that moment, Loraine’s phone started ringing.

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Loraine’s reverie was interrupted by the insistent melody of the phone, jolting her awake. Her voice quivered as

she mustered the courage to say, “I... | must pick up that call.”

The incoming call felt like a lifeline, arriving just as she grappled with the prospect of conceding to Marco...

Observing her retreat from his grasp, Marco looked on helplessly, making no attempt to retain her.

She pulled out her phone, identifying the caller as Klein from Vagow’s city hall.

There hadn't been any contact from Klein since their last encounter, during which he had expressed intentions to

propose a project revamping the White Cloud Airport.