Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 1222 Death Do Us Part

Charles Luther could hardly recognize the withered figure of his beloved Maeve. The sight of her frail body filled his eyes with tears.

He was the one who had caused her to end up like this. It was all his doing. He had caused this to happen to her. Him!

"Did you want to say something to me?"

Maeve rested against the headboard with her eyes closed, looking to avoid seeing him altogether. "I don't have long to live, Charles."

Charles sobbed uncontrollably. His knees dropped to the floor with a loud thud as tears continued to flow down his face as he looked up at Maeve. "I was wrong. My dear wife, it was all my fault. I never meant for this to happen.

"But I know that no matter how I try to explain, it won't take the pain away. Should you be able to forgive me, I hope you will. If forgiveness is out of reach, please tell me how I can help alleviate your suffering. All I want is for you to live well."

Charles was a tall man, standing at a height of around six feet, yet he lay bent on the floor, weeping like a child.

"I understand that being with a sickly person like me must be burdensome for you. I am not able to give birth again. I cannot fulfill your needs. And I

outrage. "No! My dear wife, I have never

air, her eyes still shut. She had once been a

even be happy for you. I only ask that she treats our daughter

case, how could I not let you go?" Maeve offered a faint smile,

fruit knife from the table and pointed it at her heart. "Tell me, if

to my illness?

will be considered

ve

She will not bear

failing to

fruit knife from Maeve's grasp and forcefully twisting it around. The tip of the

his teeth,

you want to