Goodbye, My Love

“No, thanks. I don’t need your protection. I’11 depend on my ability to rise to the top at work. You don’t need to pull strings for me.”

When Barry noticed that she was a hard nut to crack, a deep frown appeared on his face.

“Loraine, are you going to forfeit my offer? You should be thankful that I have eyes for you. Why are you so proud? Oh, is it because Mr.

Benton recognized you as a talent during the interview? Just so you know, you can’t be arrogant in Universe Group because of that. If you don’t please me, you won’t pass the probation period!”

These threatening words made Loraine sneer.

Was this really happening? Was she getting sexually harassed by her boss on her first day of work?

He was doomed this time.

On the second floor of Fwell Bar, Marco and his friends were drinking in a private room.

“You are finally a free man, bro! You have gotten rid of that bumpkin you married. It calls for celebration. Let’s get drunk tonight!”

A handsome man was sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of wine in one hand and putting the other on Marco’s shoulder. He sipped the wine happily.

Marco brushed off his hand in disgust. He drank up the wine in his glass with a gloomy face.

“Stop talking nonsense, Slater!”

A dashing man, who had on a pair of golden frame glasses, was sitting on the other side of the sofa. He had on a suit that made him stand out in this chaotic bar. He tut-tutted and shook his head.

“Don’t interrupt me, Jimmie!” Slater Lee pouted discontentedly.

“Did I say anything wrong? Our friend here was imprisoned in that marriage by

Loraine, who didn’t deserve him. She’s a leech. It’s a good thing that he divorced her!” Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Shaking his head again, Jimmie sighed.

“Marco, don’t listen to this dude. Life wasn’t a bed of roses for Loraine during those years. Now that you are divorced, you should pay handsome alimony.”

“No, don’t give her anything! Don’t listen to him, Marco!” Slater didn’t like the idea.

“Remember that she leeched off you for three whole years. Just days after the divorce, she began to date Cayson.

She’s a slut. You don’t owe her anything, so don’t give her a penny!”

“Enough!”

Marco put down his glass on the table with a bang.