Although she had sporadically maintained contact with the director of the orphanage, her life was


    persistently consumed by one matter after another, affording her scant time for the rural vige. Today,


    having encountered Henna, she feltpelled to inquire further about the director.


    Henna paused for a moment before letting out a soft sigh.


    “Six months ago, I returned to the vige. She seemed less vibrant than I remember. I know she’s


    perpetually concerned about those children… However, she frequently asks about you whenever I see


    her.


    You know, Vagow is so vast, and you hail from an affluent family. It’s not easy toe across you. Still,


    I didn’t expect that luck would favor us with this unexpected meeting today!”


    Listening to this, Loraine’s emotions became tangled, prompting her to cast her gaze downward. “I


    should pay her a visit.”


    Henna offered her aforting smile.


    “Don’t worry. The director understands your busy schedule, and the vige remains stubbornly narrow-


    minded, gossiping ceaselessly about you. There’s no immediate need to go back.”


    Loraine, ovee with guilt, sighed.


    Suddenly, Marco chimed in, “Is the vige located in the western outskirts of Vagow?”


    Taken aback, Loraine turned to look at him. How could he possibly know about that ce?


    Henna, oblivious to Loraine’s surprise, confirmed Marco’s guess with a nod.


    After a moment’s thought, Marco gently took Loraine’s hand and earnestly said to Henna, “Since


    Loraine and I are together, it’s only fitting that we visit the ce where she grew up and show our


    gratitude to the orphanage director. We will go there together in a few days to visit her.”


    At first blushing at Marco’s words, Loraine was soon rendered somewhat speechless, her heart


    touched by his sincerity.


    In the time they’d spent together, she had noticed Marco’s struggle to adapt to ordinary life, a stark


    contrast to his previous existence.


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    He was an heir from a prosperous family, yet he was willing to apany her to a small and backward


    vige to visit the woman who had raised her.


    The walls around Loraine’s heart crumbled, allowing feelings for Marco to take root and flourish, filling


    her heart with a warm and affectionate glow.


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    Henna continued to sing praises of Marco as an ideal partner, causing


    Loraine to blush in response to the ttery.


    After a pleasant chat, they said their goodbyes to Henna.


    Then, loaded with bags of groceries, they made their way back to


    Marco’s apartment.


    The once barren refrigerator, now full, hummed with the warmth of home.