Entranced by his captivating allure, Loraine allowed him to approach.


    The gap between them was slowly diminishing, and she could sense the warm breath from behind his


    mask.


    Just as their faces were about to meet, Loraine locked eyes with him and called out a name with


    certainty. “Marco.”


    It wasn’t a question, but an affirmation.


    A flicker of surprise sparked in the eyes behind the mask. He backed away, sighed, and slowly


    revealed his face.


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    As expected, it was Marco.


    Loraine narrowed her gaze and crossed her arms, maintaining a calmposure as she observed


    him.


    Even from the first encounter, a sense of familiarity had stirred within her. She had, after all, been


    deeply in love with him. Even the mask and the disguised voice couldn’t entirely mask his characteristic


    figure and breath.


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    Furthermore, even if his eyes were reduced to ashes, she would still recognize them.


    He had picked up the art of eloquent speech from somewhere, weaving tales about art and literature.


    Initially, he had fooled Loraine. But during their second meeting, Loraine sensed something amiss.


    She held her silence, as she was unsure, and also curious to see the game Marco was ying.


    With a sigh, Marco looked somewhat remorseful.


    “As expected, I was recognized.”


    Loraine huffed, reluctantly acknowledging that her ability to recognize him wasn’t due to his


    underwhelming disguise, but rather her intimate knowledge of him. With a smirk, she yfully


    challenged, “Your disguise is far from impressive, isn’t it? I mean, those prominent hands and lengthy


    fingers of yours aren’t exactly inconspicuous, are they?”


    She started to List several distinctive features of Marco, but suddenly realized she shouldn’t bring them


    up. Realizing her mistake, she immediately fell silent.


    But her words had already touched someone’s heart. Marco gazed at her fondly and murmured, “So


    you recall my details quite vividly.”


    Clearly, Loraine still held a ce for him in her heart. She not only remembered his preferences and


    traits but could also identify him even behind a mask and a voice changer.


    A warm rush surged within Marco, his gaze aze with a resolve that was unwavering and radiant.


    His resolve to win Loraine back had never faltered, but now, it was amplified!


    Shying away from his gaze, Loraine bit her Lip, a mix of embarrassment and annoyance written on her


    face. Breaking the silence, he confessed,


    “Loraine, there’s another reason why I haven’t made a wish.”


    Seeing her curiosity piqued, he leaned in and whispered, “I prefer to chase my desires directly. What I


    want, Loraine, is simple yet challenging.”


    With a hand resting on Loraine’s shoulder, he implored her to look up at him.