Goodbye, My Love

“Marco, you haven’t been answering my calls and refused to let me go to your office. Now, you are interrogating me. Do you not care about me at all?” Keely made her grievances known.

“What happened between my cousin and Loraine? Did something go wrong?”

“So what if something went wrong?” Marco frowned.

Keely feigned concern.

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Marco couldn’t argue with Keely’s logic.

Though his heart was still plagued with doubts, Marco decided to keep them to himself for the time being.

Keely’s voice took on a petulant tone.

“Marco, my wounds still hurt. When are you going to come to see me? I struggle to fall asleep, and I keep having nightmares. I dreamed that

Jorge died right in front of me…”

Over and over again, she begged Marco to visit her.

“I’ll arrange more nurses to take care of you,” Marco said, annoyed.

“Have a good rest.”

“But I don’t need more nurses.”

Keely intended to keep fostering sympathy, but Marco didn’t give her the chance. He ended the call abruptly.

“Marco!”

At the sound of the busy tone, Keely threw her phone down on the bed and gritted her teeth angrily.

The thought of Losing Marco suddenly gripped her with fear.

“Loraine, it’s all your fault! You bitch! I hope you die a horrible death!”

The chilling sound of Keely’s resentment echoed throughout the ward, making passers-by shudder.

Keely hadn’t been able to reach Marco again since that phone call.

Once she was discharged from the hospital, she put a call through to

Barr to map out the next line of action.