My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0077

That afternoon, as Mary tended the garden with music blasting from her small speaker, she didn’t notice the shadow looming behind her. Maximus had returned. The loud music had drawn his attention to the garden, where he found his wife singing cheerfully, her clothes smudged with dirt and her face glowing with happiness. For a moment, he hesitated, taken aback by the scene. Then his eyes landed on the speaker, and he turned it off.

Hearing the sudden silence, Mary called out, “Emma, know, I know! The music’s too loud, but the roses at the back can’t hear it otherwise.”

“Mary,” came Maximus’s deep, unmistakable voice.

She froze, her body stiffening as she turned around. Her hazel eyes met his, and the sight of his tired, serious expression sent a jolt through her.

“1… I’m sorry. I thought you were Emma.”

“I see you’ve been busy in my absence,” he said flatly

“No, I just… The garden needed attention,” she stammered, fidgeting with her sleeves. Maximus’s gaze swept over her disheveled appearance. He said nothing more, but the way he turned and walked away felt like a silent judgment. Mary’s brief period of peace had ended. Her husband was back, and with him came the weight of their strained relationship. She quickly put away her tools and ran inside to bathe, determined to avoid giving him any reason to criticize her further.

exchange and sighed heavily. Like Mary, she understood that their tranquil days were over.

and unreadable. As he passed through the kitchen, Emma approached

“Sir, will you be having dinner at

I will, Emma. Make it ready. And one more thing–don’t let Mary do any more gardening. That’s

just enjoys it and has a good touch with the plants.” “That may be, but she’s

pulled her hair into a neat bun, offering herself a small smile in the

grew tighter. “He’s only

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she left the room, steeling herself

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return to the mansion wasn’t entirely by choice. He and Alexia had fought bitterly for the first time since her return.

his home without offering any explanations. Though the mansion was legally his, the workers were on edge. While Mary’s rule had been relaxed and amiable,

kitchen, Emma noticed Mary’s trembling hands as