My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0518

+25 BONUS

He paused, leveling a hard look at Marcus. “By the way, why the hell haven’t you killed Frank yet? Everything that happened–this whole mess–is because of him! Did you forget what he did to your family?”

“Don’t you dare bring up my family,” Marcus warned, wiping blood from his lip.

“Oh, I haven’t forgotten,” Peter spat, his voice rising. “I remember everything he did, Marcus. And if you don’t take care of him soon, I will–just like I’m dealing with Alexia.”

Marcus froze, stunned by the name. “What the hell are you talking about?” he shouted, his voice raw. “Alexia is dead!”

“No, my dear friend,” Peter said with venom. “She’s very much alive. Not kicking, maybe, but alive.”

Marcus stared at Peter, dumbfounded. His mind raced, replaying what he had just heard. Peter’s words hit hard because they were true. Marcus and Valerie had come to Valentia to avenge Peter’s supposed death, but somewhere along the way, they had lost focus. They had settled into a new life, adapting to the chaos of the present and forgetting the ghosts of the past.

leaning heavily against the car, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. His body ached from the fight, and he found a flask in the glove compartment. Unscrewing

caught it, spat some blood onto

satisfied with yourself,” Peter

to break your face?” Marcus retorted. “You’re the one who

what?” Peter asked, his tone calmer but no less sharp.

you’re alive. It’s only a matter of time before she finds out the truth, whether someone tells her or she

and kept it from her, she’ll drag me down with you. I

do whatever you want!” Peter shouted, his frustration boiling over. “I kept my distance for her sake, so she wouldn’t have a shock. But if you don’t care about that, go ahead and tell her I’m alive. See how

leaned back in the seat, rubbing his temples. “I’m leaving for

what really pisses me off? Valerie is falling apart, and I’m tired of lying to her. Then I come here and find out you’re playing house with Celeste, acting like

don’t you get it? Do you want me to go to Mary and

“Peter…”