My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0078

Maximus looked up from his desk. “Mary… Come in.”

Her heart sank at the unexpected invitation. She hadn’t planned for this. Memories of their last confrontation flashed through her mind, and she hesitated.

Come in,” he repeated firmly. “I need to talk to you.

She stepped inside reluctantly, bracing herself for whatever he had to say. Maximus noticed the shift in her demeanor–how her once–joyful eyes were now clouded with anxiety. It unsettled him more than he cared to admit.

“How’s your head?” he asked, his tone softer than expected.

“Fred has been checking on me. There’s no change, but he thinks it’s something I’ve had all my life, so I’m not too worried.”

“Good,” he said, nodding. Then, after a moment’s pause, he added, “Mary… I’m sorry. I never wanted things to get this bad.”

Mary blinked, startled by his words. “Oh… I suppose we both made mistakes. But don’t worry. I won’t do anything to bother you.”

Her response struck a nerve, and his mind flashed back to his last argument with Alexia.

I could endure this, but being the ‘other woman‘ isn’t something I can take anymore. You gave me one month, but next time, how long will it be?” “Alexia, you agreed

snapped. “While I wait for scraps of your time, she’s there, playing the dutiful wife.”

her to a minimum,”

kind to her. Don’t even think of treating her well. She doesn’t deserve

of his thoughts. Realizing Mary had already left the study, het followed her to the kitchen, where she was arranging freshly cut

briskly. “I suppose we

moment, I’ll serve,” Mary replied, her voice even.

looked more radiant than usual, though he couldn’t pinpoint why. As she moved close to serve his plate, a

your meal,” she said with a polite

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Mary,” he replied, almost reflexively.

glance lingered on him for a moment before she nodded again.

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he wasn’t affectionate with Mary, his demeanor softened. He was more controlled, and occasionally, he found himself looking forward to seeing her. He couldn’t deny that her eyes, once avoided, now

York without informing Maximus. The silence

before Christmas, Mary nervously entered Maximus’s study.