Goodbye, My Love

But before he approached her, the woman turned around.

Slater's face turned ghastly pale, and his smile vanished in an instant.

"What? Loraine!"

Marco raised his head when he heard Loraine's name.

His heart skipped a beat as his gaze fell on Loraine. He couldn't take his eyes off her.

For a moment, he wondered if the beautiful woman was really Loraine.

She was a confident, elegant businesswoman during the day but was a stunner with brown curls, wearing a red dress at night.

Her mere eyes had the power to bewitch him.

Jimmie pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and sighed.

"I didn't expect her to be Loraine."

He Looked at Marco, who was staring at her with his mouth wide open and couldn't help but tease him.

"Marco, how do you feel now? After leaving you, your ex-wife has not only become successful but charming as well. Even Slater is fascinated by her Do you regret it?" Regret?

Marco was taken aback when he heard that. He had mixed feelings and couldn't deny it.

"Nonsense!" Slater became furious.

"When was I fascinated by her?"

Meanwhile, Loraine was happily dancing on the dance floor.

She released her emotions with every step and felt immensely happy.

But the men around Loraine didn't let her dance at peace.

A man dressed in a weird outfit stopped her.

"Hey, beautiful. I have seen you somewhere. Were you on TV recently?"

Loraine didn't answer. She grabbed Jeannie's hand, who was immersed in dancing, and dragged her to another place to rest.

"Loraine, you're in the Limelight now. Are you happy?" asked a familiar voice.