Something was wrong, he thought. Keely’s story didn’t add up. There had to be more to this situation.


    Meanwhile, ter, who was simple-minded, flew into a rage.


    “Loraine has gone too far this time! I’ll settle the score with her right now!”


    Jimmie could tell that ter was on the verge of doing something reckless. “ter, calm down.


    Perhaps there’s a misunderstanding.”


    “What misunderstanding?” ter growled. “That bitch is clearly a wanton woman. Seducing Cayson


    wasn’t enough; now she is seeing Rowan.


    She’s a bad woman, I’m sure of it!”


    Jimmie didn’t know what to say.


    “Don’t stop me, Jimmie,” ter said fiercely.


    “This time I’m going to teach Loraine a lesson for Marco’s sake!”


    The next day, Marco awoke from his hangover.


    Through his daze, he could feel someone wiping his face.


    Was Loraine taking care of him?


    Wait, no. It couldn’t be. Loraine was usually gentle.


    Marco frowned and opened his eyes. There was a maid sitting on his bed.


    “Mr. Bryant, you’re awake,” she said happily. “I made you soup, please have some.”


    Putting down the towel, the maid reached over to help him.


    “Don’t touch me.” Marco instinctively dodged her hand. “Who let you into my room? Get out!”


    The maid wanted to say something more but was frightened by Marco’s cold stare. She surrendered


    and ran out of the room.


    As soon as the door was shut, Marco copsed back onto the bed, his head pounding.


    He gingerly sipped at the soup, but spat it out immediately.


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    It tasted different from the soup he had before.


    What he felt like right now was Loraine’s handmade soup.


    In the past, he had gotten used to it. After the divorce, however, he found that nothing in his Life was


    right anymore. Nothing was the same as when he was still with Loraine.