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Goodbye, My Love

Chapter 1117
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The moment the call connected, a flirty, enticing voice slipped into the quiet, reaching both their ears.

“Marco, | miss you so much...”

Marco's expression shifted tically as he cast a subconscious glance at Loraine.

Loraine’s face turned pale instantly.

If that voice wasn’t Keely’s, then whose could it possibly be!

With a cold air enveloping her, Loraine disentangled her hand from

Marco's, cautiously retreating a step back. It seemed she had fortified her defense against him.

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His continued communication with Keely Left her in shock.

Despite Keely successfully pitting the entire Bryant family against

Loraine, Marco remained her unwavering pillar of support. The pressure led Loraine to seek the path of divorce.

In time, Keely resorted to a plot to tarnish Loraine’s standing. Marco then swore to never extend forgiveness to

Keely.

Loraine had faith in Marco's transformation after he expelled Keely from the country and handed over

incriminating proof of her misdeeds to the police.

However, this unexpected call shattered her illusion.

She found the situation drenched in bitter irony.

A wave of panic swept over Marco. He scurried to grasp Loraine’s hand, disregarding the phone call, and

desperately yearned to explain the situation.

“Loraine, | swear | didn’t recognize Keely’s number! Believe me. If I'd known it was her, | wouldn't have picked

up!”

Loraine receded, her face impassive. She queried with a deceptive smile, “Is that so? You needn't justify this to

It would be best if you leave now, | have tasks to attend to.”

Marco clumsily stumbled over his words. Unwittingly, he had left the phone connected and by an accidental

press of the speakerphone button

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Keely’s sobs reverberated through the room.

“Marco, are you still harboring anger towards me? I've suffered enough and borne my due punishment.

Remember, the day that holds significance to us both is merely two months away. | comprehend your

unwillingness to forgive me, but why do you deny my return home?”

Marco stood frozen, his features clouded with uncertainty and indecision.

Loraine’s frustration deepened. Keely’s words resonated in her mind, stirring feelings of disquiet.

She wondered what this shared significant day could be.

She sensed that Marco still nurtured affection for Keely.