My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0540

Chapter 0640

“Would you have believed me?” Alexia’s bitter laugh echoed in the room. “Come on, Maximus. Your father was your idol. If it had been Peter, maybe you would’ve listened. But Leonardo? You would’ve done anything for him. Or am I wrong? For a while, I thought that by marrying you, the nightmare would end. But it got worse. Your father had more excuses to be around. You were always busy. Always distracted by her. Mary. And me? I was left to endure his abuse whenever he pleased.”

Maximus’s fists clenched as his chest heaved with rage. “You had the power to stop him. To stop Frank. But you didn’t. You gave them both that power.

“Did I have a choice, Maximus?” Alexia retorted, her voice trembling. “I was alone. You wouldn’t have believed

I had

peace. me. I convinced myself this was my life. Then Leonardo stopped coming around, and for a moment, I’ve been the worst woman, I know that. But didn’t I deserve happiness too? From the moment I made the mistake of falling for Gabriel, my life has been hell. Look at me now”

“You’re trying to make me pity you, Alexia!” Maximus roared.

I want you to hate me! I want you to kill me! Look

Maximus roared, his fists trembling with restrained

what of it?” Alexia spat, her eyes glinting with

He lost 20 years of his life! You want pity? You deserve nothing but

snapped, her voice breaking. “Lucius wants to keep me in this cursed place no matter the cost. I’ve told him he can’t afford it. He needs to let me go… Maximus, I know you hate me, but I also know you still care about Lucius. He’s your son. Take him with you. Let me die here. I don’t want to burden him anymore he’s clinging to me out of guilt.”

when he was a baby, and for the memory of what we once were–I’ll keep paying for this hospital. I’ll do the same

with anguish. “Let me die! I don’t want to live like this anymore!”

no. I’m

“you have to authorize my request for euthanasia.”

that’s final.”

“Maximus!”

turned and stormed out of the room, his chest heaving. Part of him wanted to lash out, to end her suffering himself, but he couldn’t do it. He wasn’t a murderer. He wouldn’t become like the