My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0455

“Grandpa, come here. I’ll play with your hair,” Ethan said, opening his little arms for a hug

Peter placed his head on Ethan’s small legs, and the boy began to run his fingers through his damp curls. Peter finally drifted off to sleep. When he woke up, it was foo PM. He had slept deeply and could think more clearly.

He headed to the study, poured himself a glass of whiskey, and drank it in one gulp. He reclined on a divan and closed his eyes, analyzing the five things that were troubling him.

Marcus–this unresolved situation would have disastrous consequences when it came to light. Despite not remembering Mary, Peter didn’t want her to get hurt.

Alexia—that wretched woman seemed to be recovering. She might be part of the small percentage of people who regain full mobility. If that happened, he planned to have her committed to a psychiatric hospital indefinitely That was clear.

Mary, he didn’t want to

and Celeste. Perhaps it was because she was new and wasn’t trying to hide who she was, but spending time with her had triggered some memories. That led him to the only logical step he could take now. He got up quickly, went to his room, and prepared to go out. This time, he dressed casually, looking rested and more youthful.

asked, “Where are you off to, young

Ethan eats properly and brushes his teeth.” “Ethan’s not here. Alden arrived, and they went to the movies. I didn’t tell you because you were sound

who told

may be old, but I’m not stupid.

to his past. This allowed him to act naturally, without the weight of expectations or history. What he didn’t realize, however, was that his behavior around Celeste mirrored his younger self. If Peter had a gift, it was his natural charm when

at the gallery where her paintings, along with those of other artists, were on display. Before heading there, Peter stopped to buy a few things, including another beautiful bouquet of freesias When he arrived at the gallery, his eyes instinctively searched for her. He felt a deep need to see her–not just for the memories she seemed to unlock, but because he genuinely enjoyed her company.

something she’d only wear for a single night. Grateful for her friend’s kindness, Celeste had three dresses