The nket, even when folded, seemed slightlyrge, reaching the sides of her thighs, effectively


    shielding her from the wind. Standing before her, Marco was a human windbreak. Suddenly, Loraine


    didn’t feel cold anymore.


    Yet, the night breeze still tousled her hair.


    Looking up, she met Marco’s gentle gaze. The handsome man tenderly smoothed her hair away from


    her temples, his fingertips lingering on her face. His touch was light, unimposing.


    Loraine’s gaze wavered, her heart pounding as she looked away.


    Ang’s Library


    His caretaking had felt practiced, as though he had rehearsed it privately many times. Ufortable,


    Loraine found herself voicing her curiosity.


    “Where did you learn all this? You were once a workaholic, oblivious to life. How have you be so


    adept at caretaking?”


    Marco met her question with a gentle, straightforward look. “Loraine, I know I was a terrible husband to


    you and our family. I wasn’t worthy of you.”


    His confession stunned Loraine. She knew Marco had been working to mend their rtionship, but she


    hadn’t anticipated his admission of past failures.


    In her eyes, Marco, with his strong ego, would always be stubborn and reluctant to admit his mistakes.


    But Marco continued, “That’s why I’m striving to learn how to be a good husband, until you can ept


    me again.”


    This was his resolution, born of much reflection. For Loraine, he’d change, clumsily and cautiously


    striving to do better. Despite his ws, he was determined to make amends.


    Loraine’s gaze flickered, her mouth opening to say something.


    “You…


    Who asked you about this?”


    She wanted to retort that she didn’t care if he was a good husband or not, but she was too flustered to


    complete her sentence.


    Seeing her embarrassment, Marco released her hand with a smile, whispering, “Go on in. Your uncle


    has been waiting for you.”


    She turned to hurry back and found Rowan and Wesley standing at the door, their faces bearing


    significant expressions.


    She had no idea how long they’d been there, but it was clear they hadn’t just arrived.


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    Loraine froze, wishing for a hole to appear and swallow her up.


    Action


    Marco remained stationary, watching as Rowan and Wesley escorted


    Loraine inside. He had no ns to depart immediately.


    Rowan and Wesley, whom he’d misconstrued as love rivals, appraised him silently. Rowan’s face was


    grave, while Wesley’s gaze held a challenge.