My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0392

“So, you understand me,” he continued. “I wasn’t sure if you would. I didn’t want to see you in this pitiful state, but now that I’m here, Alexia, you are truly hideous. All those surgeries ruined you. There was a ‘before‘ and an after‘ with you, but what I see now? It’s a far cry from what you once were.”

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Maximus stepped closer, his voice trembling with anger. “A few weeks ago, I had you investigated, Alexia. It hurt -more than I expected. I should never have been with you. The child you used to tear me away from Mary wasn’t even mine.

“I lost her because of you. I watched her leave with Peter. I watched her break, knowing I had driven her to the edge, and they had to admit her to a psychiatric facility–all because of a child who wasn’t mine.

“It’s my fault–I know that. I let myself get swept up in your lies. I always sided with you because I loved you. Or maybe I still do–because in my mind, I see the young woman I fell for. But even then, your heart was never mine. It was Gabriel’s, wasn’t it?”

Maximus’s voice broke as tears welled in his eyes. “You’ve destroyed me in a thousand ways. You tore me from her, not out of love, but for power. You wanted to be part of my family, You could have entered through my father -why didn’t you? Why, Alexia? You didn’t need me to become wealthy.

“I recently learned that you ordered it. Damn it all! At first, I wanted to kill you for it, but how could I? You’ve already done it yourself. You’ve

That was Peter’s only son. And no–he’s not

tone shifted, becoming softer but no less bitter. “I was a complete fool, Alexia. I didn’t see beyond what was in front of me. Out of pain or fear, she claimed Peter

Of course, in your pathetic condition, seeing him

but you’ve saved me the paperwork. From this moment on, Alexia Levett, you’re dead. To me, to

to help you. I don’t know if the doctors have told you, but there’s no cure for what you have. Your fate is this bed, where you’ll remain for the rest of your

all the harm you’ve

Mary. I have two paths: drown in guilt or take control of my life. I’ve chosen the latter. I’ll bring Paul and Maurice back.

a cutting smile “I know Paul isn’t my son. But don’t lose sleep over it. I won’t cast him aside like you did with Laura. That girl is my daughter, and I’ll spend the rest of my years making up for what she never

accept my share of the blame, but I’m leaving you in

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