My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0365

+25 BONUS

Maximus felt drained; that brief conversation with his nephew had left him utterly exhausted.

“Alden, yesterday I read through the entire investigation. It pains me to see what the woman I once loved–the mother of my children–has become.”

He hesitated, staring out the large window. “I know you won’t believe me if I tell you that she was good once. But she was. I was a complete idiot. From the time I was 16 until I turned 30, 1 clung to the memory of the woman I met in school. She was my lifeline when your grandmother died.”

Maximus kept his gaze fixed on the view outside, unwilling to face Alden. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Tuming, he saw a reflection of his brother in Alden’s face.

“Uncle, I can’t believe you’re living in the past! You’re Maximus Palmer. That’s not who you are. But let me tell you something–I’m not a damn killer. I’m not the heartless monster you might think I am. You know as well as I do that she can’t go unpunished for what she did to me.”

Maximus listened carefully, despite the weight of Alden’s words. The tone of his voice was so eerily similar to his brother’s that it felt like he was speaking to him again after all these years.

“Do you still love her?” Alden asked with genuine curiosity

her anymore, but I need you to understand–it was years together. If I’d done things differently, you’d still have

late,” Alden said, patting Maximus’s

I had my chance, and I blew it! I want to see her. After that, you can do whatever you want with her. For Laura, my other children, and everyone else, Alexia Levett is dead. I’ll be

knew you’d understand

have you ever been in love? You’re young, so you must have been. I need you to know–I never wanted my brother to die. I was blinded by what I thought was love, both

turned to look at his nephew, noticing that the cold mask

was 18, andshe was 16. Our families insisted we take

Maximus asked, visibly

though there was a hint

so young to have a child. I hope someday I can meet your family–your mother, your wife, and

your–son.

had in our youth wasn’t enough to keep us together. These days, I only see my son one week a month, but it’s better this way. He

anymore.

only just learned about Peter’s son, and now he