Goodbye, My Love

Loraine immediately asked, “Mrs. Thatcher, why didn’t you seek me out?”

Embarrassed, Henna scratched her head, offering a shy smile.

Although the director of the orphanage had informed her that Loraine had been adopted by a wealthy family, she had deliberated

whether to impose on Loraine. She had never been the type to exploit others or pursue petty gains.

“It’s alright. I sell vegetables now, and I’m managing fine.” With that, Henna selected a bunch of fresh, vibrant lettuce from her

stall, offering it to Loraine. “I don’t have much to offer. Take these fresh vegetables home and try them. They’re homegrown by

my family in the countryside, completely organic!”

Loraine hadn’t encountered such warmth since her return to the city.

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She was briefly stunned but sought to politely decline. However, when her refusal was met with insistence, she had to accept the

vegetables.

She planned to offer money in return.

But Henna’s face clouded over in displeasure as she retorted, “Lorrie, are you belittling my humble vegetables?”

Loraine could only accept the lettuce with a sense of helplessness, thanking Henna with a warm smile. Subsequently, she handed it to Marco, casting him a sideways glance as she suggested, “How about we have this for dinner? How would you like it prepared? Soup or stir-fry?”

Marco, already holding the groceries they had just purchased, now with an added bunch of lettuce, looked at Loraine affectionately and said,

“The choice is all yours.”

Henna had noticed Marco earlier. She was curious about the tall, handsome man accompanying Loraine. Observing their familiar and affectionate exchanges, she couldn’t help but offer a knowing smile, teasing, “Loraine, you’ve blossomed into a beautiful woman, and now you’ve snagged such a handsome beau. What a lucky Lady you are!”

Loraine blushed, dropping her gaze, and cleared her throat softly, trying to clarify, “Mrs. Thatcher, you’ve got it wrong. We’re not a couple.”

Marco appeared displeased, covertly nudged her waist, which coincidentally was a sensitive spot for Loraine. She jolted instantly, shooting him a glare as if warning him not to overstep.

They were still in the trial phase! They weren’t officially together yet!

Seeing the exchange of glances between them, Henna covered her mouth, evidently more amused, and said to Loraine, “Lorrie, you are a little shy. I’ve seen enough of Life to know a couple when I see one. The two of you, standing together, exude a couple’s aura. There’s no need to be embarrassed. If you’re happy, I’m happy for you!”

Loraine’s face deepened in hue, and she found herself speechless.

Concerned that Marco might be uncomfortable with such fervor, she stole a glance at him.

Thankfully, Marco didn’t seem put off at all. Instead, his smile broadened, clearly enjoying Henna’s words.

Henna’s eyes crinkled with more pronounced wrinkles as she felt a wave of emotion. She sighed and stated, “It’s a good thing

you left early,

Lorrie. Had you stayed in that desolate, remote place, your life could’ve been wasted. Look how well you’ve done now!”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Remembering their village, Henna expressed her disdain. It was a backwater filled with petty-minded people. Despite having

been married there, she had always yearned to leave. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have relocated her family to the city in pursuit of a

better life.

“The Locals were envious of you. After your departure, they propagated numerous rumors about you. They were utterly spiteful!

However, seeing you flourish now warms my heart. As for them, they’re still stuck in the countryside tending to minuscule plots of

land. Lorrie, your success serves as poetic justice! I’m thrilled to witness your progress,” Henna said with a satisfied smile.