Everyone present was dragged back to the bleak memories of Loraine’s past, causing Marco’s face to


    harden and turn confrontational.


    Loraine cast her gaze down, a touch of bitterness creeping into her thoughts.


    “If there’s nothing further, Mr. Bryant, I’ll take my leave with


    Lorrie,” Cayson’s words were Laced with triumph. But as he was about to depart with Loraine, a


    determined Marco obstructed their path.


    “Hold on!” Marco exuded an untamed determination; his burning desire to win was palpable. He


    retorted sharply, “Take back your words. I extend my consideration only to my wife.”


    Referring to Loraine as his wife, Marco’s provocative nce seemed to challenge Cayson.


    After a pause, Marco’s gaze bore into Loraine’s.


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    “Once, I may have faltered. But that’s water under the bridge. From now on, I am devoted to my wife.”


    He made a point to stress the words “my wife”.


    Loraine found the courage to meet Marco’s gaze, a wild flutter in her heart at the realization that he


    was indeed referring to her.


    “Marco, it’s over. We’ve…” She wanted to remind him of their divorce.


    She was no Longer his wife.


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    Marco, reading her thoughts, retorted in a hushed tone, “Yet, in my heart, you remain my wife.”


    With a scoff, Cayson positioned himself between them, shooting a sarcastic retort, “Ever heard of a


    tale, Mr. Bryant? Quite enlightening, I must say.”


    Marco, expecting nothing worthwhile, replied coldly, “Frankly, I have no interest.”


    Undeterred by Marco’s dismissal, Cayson drew a deep breath, preparing to continue.


    “Once upon a time, a heedless boy, the son of a carpenter, misused a beautiful piece of timber, Leaving


    it riddled with nails. The carpenter removed the nails, but the surface bore unsightly scars from their


    punctures. Mr. Bryant, some actions have irreversible consequences. Can you undo the pain you’ve


    inflicted upon Loraine?”


    Loraine’s heart palpitated, as she dropped her gaze to hide the sadness in her eyes.


    Past memories could be pushed aside, but never entirely erased.


    Though she didn’t harbor the same resentment towards Marco as she once did, Loraine couldn’t deny


    the pain that washed over her whenever she thought about the torment she endured at the hands of


    the Bryant family.


    Much Like the marred timber, the visible reminders of past hurts were stubbornly enduring.


    Feeling a profound sadness that seemed to choke her, Loraine’s mood plummeted.


    Marco, visibly anxious, clenched his fists and spoke in a desperate attempt to make amends. “The fault


    lies with the carpenter in your tale, not the wood. A skilled carpenter could restore even the most


    heavily damaged nk to perfection!”