My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0810 Marcus sat in silence for a moment after speaking with Serenity and Alden, feeling an emptiness in his chest. He couldn't stop thinking about the fact that his little girl was no longer a little girl-she was a woman, one who had chosen her life partner.

"Alden, you should take Serenity home. She needs to rest. The trip was long, and she must be exhausted. In her condition, she shouldn't be pushing herself like this. I understand you want to stay here with Peter, but she needs to rest."

"Yes, that's something I've been thinking about," Alden admitted. "But before we leave, we need to talk to Mrs. Bartz. I think both Serenity and you would agree that this conversation still needs to happen."

Marcus wanted to argue, but he couldn't. He and Serenity had always done things behind Valerie's back, but this wasn't simple mischief. This was something they had to address now. He also knew his wife was overwhelmed and upset-part of her anger had been directed at Serenity, but Marcus understood that he was her real concern. She was afraid of his reaction.

Before Serenity could face her mother, Marcus had to talk to his wife first.

"Mr. Bartz, I'm going to check if there's a room available for Serenity to rest in. Can I leave my wife with you?" Alden asked hesitantly.

The word wife hit Marcus like a dagger to the chest. From now on, someone else would be looking out for Serenity. His baby, his little girl, was leaving the nest.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he forced his voice to stay steady. "Go ahead. And while you're at it, find something for her to eat-she and the baby shouldn't be skipping meals."

"Of course... I'll be right back," Alden replied. He turned to Serenity, gently letting go of her hand. "I'll be back soon, my love."

Marcus was sitting in an armchair, but the moment Alden walked away, he moved to sit beside his daughter. Serenity kept her gaze lowered, unable to meet his eyes.

I going to do with you?" Marcus murmured, pulling

her tightly against his chest and

a grandfather! And I'm way too young for that. You couldn't even let me have the satisfaction of rubbing it in

"What?" Serenity asked, confused.

younger than me, and

"Dad!"

face! But now I can't, because you

"You're awful, Dad!"

out some

little exchange was all it took to break the ice between them. He rested his chin on her head, remembering all the moments they

had helped him move past his anxiety, his sleepless nights, his aimless walks to clear

to hold in his arms at birth. She was the mischievous little girl who had crawled into his heart and made a home

had woken up determined to be a better man-not for himself, but for her. For the little

down his cheek as he remembered that moment. That word had changed his world. She might not have been his daughter by blood, but she was his daughter. And right now, he was the one suffering the most from this marriage-not because he

little girl

that? What has that man you chose as a husband told you? Does he treat you well? Because if he doesn't, you know I'll be more t happy to step in and be this

wonderful man, and you know it. He's