Loraine immediately asked, “Mrs. Thatcher, why didn’t you seek me out?”


    Embarrassed, Henna scratched her head, offering a shy smile.


    Although the director of the orphanage had informed her that Loraine had been adopted by a wealthy family, she had deliberated


    whether to impose on Loraine. She had never been the type to exploit others or pursue petty gains.


    “It’s alright. I sell vegetables now, and I’m managing fine.” With that, Henna selected a bunch of fresh, vibrant lettuce from her


    stall, offering it to Loraine. “I don’t have much to offer. Take these fresh vegetables home and try them. They’re homegrown by


    my family in the countryside,pletely organic!”


    Loraine hadn’t encountered such warmth since her return to the city.


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    She was briefly stunned but sought to politely decline. However, when her refusal was met with insistence, she had to ept the


    vegetables.


    She nned to offer money in return.


    But Henna’s face clouded over in displeasure as she retorted, “Lorrie, are you belittling my humble


    vegetables?”


    Loraine could only ept the lettuce with a sense of helplessness, thanking Henna with a warm smile.


    Subsequently, she handed it to Marco, casting him a sideways nce as she suggested, “How about


    we have this for dinner? How would you like it prepared? Soup or stir-fry?”


    Marco, already holding the groceries they had just purchased, now with an added bunch of lettuce,


    looked at Loraine affectionately and said,Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    “The choice is all yours.”


    Henna had noticed Marco earlier. She was curious about the tall, handsome man apanying


    Loraine. Observing their familiar and affectionate exchanges, she couldn’t help but offer a knowing


    smile, teasing, “Loraine, you’ve blossomed into a beautiful woman, and now you’ve snagged such a


    handsome beau. What a lucky Lady you are!”


    Loraine blushed, dropping her gaze, and cleared her throat softly, trying to rify, “Mrs. Thatcher,


    you’ve got it wrong. We’re not a couple.”


    Marco appeared displeased, covertly nudged her waist, which coincidentally was a sensitive spot for


    Loraine. She jolted instantly, shooting him a re as if warning him not to overstep.


    They were still in the trial phase! They weren’t officially together yet!


    Seeing the exchange of nces between them, Henna covered her mouth, evidently more amused,


    and said to Loraine, “Lorrie, you are a little shy. I’ve seen enough of Life to know a couple when I see


    one. The two of you, standing together, exude a couple’s aura. There’s no need to be embarrassed. If


    you’re happy, I’m happy for you!”


    Loraine’s face deepened in hue, and she found herself speechless.


    Concerned that Marco might be ufortable with such fervor, she stole a nce at him.


    Thankfully, Marco didn’t seem put off at all. Instead, his smile broadened, clearly enjoying Henna’s words.


    Henna’s eyes crinkled with more pronounced wrinkles as she felt a wave of emotion. She sighed and stated, “It’s a good thing


    you left early,


    Lorrie. Had you stayed in that deste, remote ce, your life could’ve been wasted. Look how well you’ve done now!”


    Remembering their vige, Henna expressed her disdain. It was a backwater filled with petty-minded people. Despite having


    been married there, she had always yearned to leave. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have relocated her family to the city in pursuit of a


    better life.


    “The Locals were envious of you. After your departure, they propagated numerous rumors about you. They were utterly spiteful!


    However, seeing you flourish now warms my heart. As for them, they’re still stuck in the countryside tending to minuscule plots of


    <pnd. Lorrie, your sess serves as poetic justice! I’m thrilled to witness your progress,” Henna said with a satisfied smile.