With a polite wave to the two of them, Marco retained hisposed demeanor.


    Wesley appeared to snort dismissively before shutting the door, offering no invitation for Marco to join


    them inside.


    Exhaling a sigh, Marco had already foreseen this scenario and was not disheartened.


    He was braced for a long-term struggle with the Torres family.


    He understood that winning Loraine’s heart was only part of the challenge; a long road stilly ahead.


    The vi’s interior lights flickered on, one by one, and Marco, positioned at the entrance, silently


    contemted the illuminated windows, envisioning Loraine’s activities within. A smile surfaced on his


    face, his eyes warm with affection.


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    Just as he was preparing to return to his car after watching for a while, the door reopened.


    Loraine, now donning a coat, dashed towards him, her eyes alight with eagerness.


    In that moment, Marco’s eyes held nothing but Loraine.


    His hand extended, ready to receive the girl preparing to Leap into his arms. But Loraine halted a few


    steps short of him, regarding him with a perplexed expression.


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    In her hands, she held his nket, returning it to him with a polite smile. “Thank you for the nket.


    Here it is.”


    Marco momentarily stiffened, a subtle smile gracing his lips as he reached out to ept it. Yet, deep


    within, he felt a pang of disappointment.


    Was Loraine still upset with him? Why else would she maintain such a clear boundary, even returning a


    simple nket?


    At least she’d noticed he hadn’t left.


    Could it be that she hade out to return the nket specifically because she wished to see him?


    While immersed in thought, Marco found another packaged item thrust into his hand.


    Loraine stood, her hands positioned behind her back, deliberately avoiding his gaze. Clearing her


    throat, she adopted a noticeably cool tone. “This is to thank you for looking after me in the hospital.”


    At her words, Marco’s countenance lightened. A beaming smile graced his typically stern and


    handsome face, momentarily stunning Loraine.


    As she gathered her wits, Loraine rushed to rify, her tone somewhat exaggerated, “Don’t


    misinterpret. I just… I just don’t want you to get sick from taking care of me. I don’t want to be in your


    debt, understand?”


    Marco simply nodded, the smile persisting on his lips.


    If she weren’t concerned, why would she have noticed him waiting outside? And why would she have


    brought him a small cake?


    At that moment, no trace of disappointment lingered in Marco’s heart.


    He recognized Loraine’s care and concern for him, experiencing nothing but joy.