Goodbye, My Love

She was there to pick up Marco.

Upon entering the house, Loraine was greeted by a room filled with various suitcases, an even greater quantity than when they had flown to

Bluhm. They nearly occupied half the space.

She couldn’t help but tease, “Marco, are we heading to the countryside or are you relocating? Why are there so many items? And how on earth are we going to transport all this?”

“I can handle it, I’ll carry it,” Marco reassured earnestly, momentarily considering, “I’ve never been to the countryside before, and I’m worried I might’ve overlooked something. Loraine, do you want to check if anything is missing?”

He approached this journey as if it were their honeymoon, aspiring to make it perfect in every way.

Loraine chuckled and quipped, “You’re in your probation period as my boyfriend, not a removal worker.”

open the suitcases, filtering

observed that Marco had packed very few personal items. The majority were women’s products, ranging from cosmetics to clothing and jewelry. The suitcases were brimming with various luxury brands, Leaving

cleared his throat and said,

all the latest seasonal products, some yet to be released, and some so exclusive that they were beyond the reach

mind. How had Marco managed

.

Countryside

items that cost a fortune and seemed so out of place. Countless speculations whizzed

Angela’s Library

the dark on her speculations. He hurriedly explained, “I’d thought you’d like all

are

out a quiet a sigh of relief as she heard this. So Marco’s rich friends were the ones who got all the gifts.

with this worry gone, she placed the items

Marco obediently agreed and offered to take her bags downstairs. After the slimmed-down pieces of luggage had been placed in the car