My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0515

Chapter 0515

“No, Marcus, it’s me who needs to apologize. Something’s been bothering me, consuming my thoughts, and it’s not fair to you–to you, my husband.”

Before Marcus could respond, Valerie was already by his side. Her growing belly brushed his shoulder as she stood close. Marcus turned to face her and stood, gently lifting her off her feet and placing her on his desk. He hugged her tightly, sensing she wanted to speak but silencing her with a warm kiss.

He knew what she was about to say, and he didn’t want to hear it. But Valerie was determined to clear the air. Marcus had no choice but to steel himself and keep a neutral expression.

“Marcus, two days ago, when I went to pick up John, I swear I saw Peter. I know he saw me too–his face was full of surprise. It wasn’t Alden; he was dressed differently. But when I woke up, you were the only one by my side, and Ethan’s father was in another room. Still, it wasn’t Peter; it was his son, Alden.

When those women stepped out, they revealed the man leaning against the wall of the elevator. Marcus, I’m certain it was him! You didn’t see him, but I did. He was wearing the same glasses. It’s not my imagination. He looks older, just like us. This isn’t a hallucination. How could I imagine what he’d look like after all these years? Tell me, Marcus–how

with the effort of staying composed. He clenched his fists but didn’t want to lash out or hurt his wife. Still,

the babies. Don’t you think they’re absorbing all this

would you do? What would change? Would you leave me to be

of how to respond. She could see how much her words hurt him. From her perspective, the possibility that Peter might still be alive was overwhelming–but with the Palmer family,

to think about it, but I can’t help it. I’m sorry, truly, I’m sorry! I don’t want to hurt

You lost the man who was going to be your husband

I decided to let Peter go. I chose to move on. Yes, there are times when guilt creeps in, but you’ve been there for me. But this hearing what you’re

absorb everything you project. Do you ever think about that? Whether Peter is alive or not, he’s a grown man. But our children, the ones forming in your womb, need you to think of

he couldn’t quite name. It shattered him. He released her from his embrace and, before the argument could escalate further, left the room. He needed space, air, and time to think.