My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 990

Chapter 990

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After finally agreeing to let Paul have some contact with his biological father, Maximus had a lot to think about. There were conversations he needed to have with Laura and Lucius, but for now, he didn’t know how to shake the anxious feeling settling in his chest.

Without much thought, he pulled out his phone, searched through his contacts, and called someone. He waited, hoping they had some free time to talk.

“Hello? Maximus?”

“Serenity…” Maximus exhaled, relieved to hear her voice.

Right now, he wanted everything and nothing at the same tine. He didn’t want to think, even though he knew he had to.

“Maximus! What a nice surprise!” Serenity said, genuinely pleased.

She rarely spoke with him. Even though they both knew they were father and daughter, Maximus had always left that role to Marcus. As much as it hurt to admit, Marcus Bartz was Serenity’s father. And he… he was nothing more than what Pierre was about to become for Paul. Nothing.

“Are you okay, Maximus?” Serenity asked, picking up on his hesitation.

“Hmm? I was wondering if you were free for a couple of hours… or even just a few minutes?” he asked, sounding

unsure.

finished up some wedding details I needed to take care of. I have to go for my final wedding dress fitting. Do

took the twins and John out to run some errands while I got some rest earlier, and they haven’t come back yet. They just called to say I should head over now. If you want,

felt a weight lift from his shoulders. “Of course! How soon should

just wait

in fifteen minutes,”

you soon,

greeted him, she had a bright

How are you? How’s the baby?”

and I are both

That’s exactly what I like to hear,” Maximus said, relieved to see that

at him closely. “Maximus, what’s

your fitting, and I’ll explain on the way.”

push him further, but she could tell something was weighing on him.

know I’ve been absent lately, and I haven’t been in touch as much.

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Chapter 900

give you your space. I know the

has been handling most of the banquet planning to take some of the load off my shoulders,” she said with a

to some that I wanted to use parts of that dress, but

a complicated history–to say the least. I can’t begin to put myself in her shoes. But if she was able to forgive you, then who am I to judge? Besides,

when I sent you that dress, I wasn’t thinking about the past. I just knew that the right person to decide what