Goodbye, My Love

Marco was a filial child and grandchild, but he wasn’t a pushover. Even though his grandmother tried to hoodwink him by feigning hurt now, he looked away and walked out.

This pissed Liza off.

“I can’t believe this! You have allowed that bitch to brainwash you!” she shouted at her grandson’s back. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Marina, who had been watching the drama from a corner, prayed that Liza would hate Loraine more than ever. She went to add fuel to the fire after Marco stormed out.

“Thank goodness you know that Loraine is bad, Grandma. That bitch is so arrogant. She’s not only throwing herself at Marco, but also hooking up with everything in trousers. Everything that bitch owns is because she was once married into this family. Worse still, she dared to steal the project of Bryant Group recently. She is such an ungrateful bitch.”

While they speaking maliciously about Loraine, the items Marco sent to her were returned again.

Marco suffered a headache after the antiques were delivered to his office. He held his head and grunted in frustration.

Under Loraine’s instruction, the security department of Universe Group put Marco on the blacklist, so he couldn’t send anything to her anymore.

“How do I apologize to her when she doesn’t want to accept my gifts?”

Carl was on tenterhooks when he saw that his boss was losing his mind.

To help out, he suggested politely, “Sir, have you ever thought that

Miss Torres doesn’t want material things as compensation at all?”

“If she doesn’t want material things, what else does she want?”

Although Marco was naturally a smart man, he wasn’t good at dealing with relationship issues.

Carl took a deep breath and said, “Perhaps you can try coaxing her instead.”

“Coax her?” Marco’s eyebrows furrowed. “It seems you have gotten this all wrong, Carl. I’m not chasing after Loraine!”

As Marco’s assistant, Carl reasoned that his boss was probably highly embarrassed now.

He gave him a way out by saying, “Of course, that’s not what I meant.

You are just trying to maintain a good working relationship with Miss

Torres, aren’t you?”

Marco nodded in response. He then asked curiously, “How can I coax her?”

Carl began to lay out some ideas. “You can offer her rides to and from work every day, tell her about your schedule, listen to her whenever she has something to say, and…”

“Wait! Don’t you have any other ideas? Those are too chivalrous and ordinary.” Marco frowned.