My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0070

The morning after the wedding, Mary woke up and struggled to remove her wedding dress. The intricate beading and pearls, meant to symbolize well–wishes, made it nearly impossible to take off by herself. In frustration, she resorted to scissors, cutting parts of the fabric. Afterward, she took a shower to wash off her ruined makeup. Freshly cleaned, she dressed in casual clothes, not expecting Maximus to still be at home.

She went in search of a vase to place her bridal bouquet in water. But as she entered the living room, she was startled to see Maximus stepping out of his room, Iressed in an elegant black suit. He gave her a cold, appraising look before speaking.

“I assume breakfast is ready?” Maximus said, his tone a mix of sarcasm and authority.

“Well… Emma should… she should have prepared it,” Mary stammered, caught off guard by his question.

‘Emma’s on vacation,” he snapped. “You should have made my breakfast. Or what? Are you planning to just be my wife in name only, enjoying the money and the title?”

“If this is what you call a marriage, I don’t want it. I don’t know what I’ve done to make you treat me like this. If you regret what we’ve done, maybe I should just leave,” Mary said as she brushed past him.

Maximus couldn’t tolerate the perceived insult. He grabbed her by the shoulder, spun her around, and shoved her against the wall, pointing a finger in her face.

“Don’t you EVER speak to me like that again, woman. My patience is thin, and you don’t want to see me truly angry.

Let me go, Maximus, please,” she pleaded,

You’ve got four minutes left,” he said, his icy glare sending a chill down her

downstairs, it

late, as usual. I don’t have time for this. I’ve asked Alexia to

man who, just yesterday morning, had kissed her sweetly and

the garden, staring blankly at the koi pond Maximus

are you doing here?” Emma asked, concerned.

face streaked with tears. The sight made

only married me to appease his grandmother. Last night, he was with Alexia. I spent the night alone. He canceled the honeymoon. I should have left–I should never

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martled him.”

There must be a logical explanation for all of

And even if there were, it would involve Alexia. She’s everything I’m not a real woman. And

honeymoon. I’m sure

isn’t a disagreement. He

workload–Maximus’s mind was elsewhere. Alexia had flown to New York to close a deal, leaving him with no choice but to return to the mansion that