Goodbye, My Love
Chapter 1097

"I'm in love with you, Loraine. Deeply. I want to reclaim your affection, reclaim you, and start over."

His direct gaze left Loraine in a state of rare disarray. She hastily freed herself from his grasp, stammering, "I must return, it's getting late."

She could never erase the memory of their three-year union from her mind. Even if they were to restart, she knew she couldn't revert to their past selves.

She recalled Cayson's words. They were like marred timber, forever altered and unable to revert to their original form.

With a surge of emotion, Loraine dashed from the garden.

Marco watched her receding figure and let out a sigh.

Was it too soon for him to have revealed his feelings?

Back in the dance hall, Loraine hastily donned her mask, attempting to regain her composure before returning to her seat. With neither Cayson nor Jennie in sight, a hint of unease stirred within her, prompting her to seek Jennie and head home. She scanned the dance floor and eventually found Jennie, who seemed utterly engrossed in her dance.

The man accompanying Jennie sported a fox mask and stood tall and Lean, making Jennie appear even more delicate.

Her friend's neck glistened with a thin layer of sweat, evidence of a prolonged dance. Her eyes were Locked onto her dance partner, drawing an image in Loraine's mind of an innocent rabbit being watched by a predatory wolf.

Loraine knew Jennie like the back of her hand. Despite her outward feistiness, Jennie was naive and easily manipulated. Had she fallen prey to this stranger's charm? Angela's Library

Suspicious, Loraine inspected the duo.

The longer she observed, the more peculiar it seemed.

Was it merely her imagination, or was it residual anxiety from her encounter with Marco?

She felt an uncanny familiarity with Jennie's dance partner. And the more she scrutinized the fox-masked man, the more it reminded her of

Marco's silver fox mask. Could they be a matching set?

The man, donning a fox mask even more flamboyant than Marco's, danced with Jennie, smiling like a cunning fox attempting to Lure an innocent, endearing girl.

Loraine scoffed. Marco was truly a piece of work! He had deceived her and had even enlisted his friend to deceive her innocent and adorable best friend.

On the dance floor, the man in the fox mask gently wrapped his arm around Jennie's waist, giving her a playful whirl. Ducking his head down, he jested, "Jennie, what's the secret to your irresistible charm?" The compliment left Jennie feeling a rush of warmth spread across her cheeks, causing her to become slightly more bashful.

She was by no means a ballroom expert, yet she found herself there, twirling at the request of the mysterious fox-masked man. He was her knight in shining armor, thoughtfully shielding her from other suitors and patiently coaching her in the art of dance. His charming wit, his gentle demeanor, and his engaging conversation...