Goodbye, My Love

It was none other than Loraine.

Loraine was wearing a sapphire blue fishtail dress.

Her wavy black hair was coiled up with a pearl hairpin. On her slender neck sat a silver necklace that touched her delicate clavicle. The makeup she had on was Light, making her look more beautiful than ever.

Her radiant smile added to her beauty. She looked Like a wild rose that was swaying in the mountain breeze. The attention of many of the guests was fixed on her immediately.

ALL the men stared at her with googly eyes. They were in awe of the goddess in front of them.

“Wow! That woman is so beautiful.”

“Who is she? Which family is she from? Why haven’t I seen her at one of the elite parties before?”

“Wait! Her face seems familiar. She’s Marco’s ex-wife, Loraine Torres!”

“Really? I thought she was a countrywoman. Why does she look like someone from a noble background tonight?”

The guests looked at Marco and Loraine as they discussed.

Meanwhile, Marco didn’t hear anything they said. He was in a world of his own. The gorgeous woman in front of him was the only person he paid attention to.

It had been weeks since they Last saw each other. Loraine seemed to have gotten a hundred times more beautiful after she left him. Marco badly wished he could run away with her and hide her from everyone.

As Keely stood beside Marco, she saw how his eyes glistened with obsession as he stared at his ex- wife. She frowned and gritted her teeth in jealousy.

Damn it!

Why did Loraine show up again?

She couldn’t allow Loraine to steal her thunder tonight.

It pained Keely so much that she was no Longer the center of attention.

To get it back, she pulled Marco forward with a gentle smile.

“What a pleasant surprise, Loraine! I didn’t think you would be at such a prestigious party!” she quipped with mockery.

Marco greeted, “Loraine, long time no see.”

Loraine just Looked at them, expressionless.

She had actually spotted this shameless couple from a mile away. As always, she didn’t want to talk with them.

However, Keely didn’t intend to let her go. She pretended to be curious and asked, “It’s rather strange that you are here, Loraine. If I remember correctly, only those with an invite can be allowed in. How come you were let in? Did you tag along with a new rich friend of yours?”