My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 1052

After taking a shower, Maximus stepped out, put on his pajamas, and climbed into bed. He glanced at his watch—it was already midnight. It was too late to call Diana, so he just sent her a message, wishing her goodnight and sending a kiss.

As he lay down, he placed his hand on the side of the bed Diana usually occupied. He missed her terribly, but this was the reality of being engaged to a successful CEO. He understood it perfectly.

Slowly, sleep took over, and as he drifted off, a figure appeared in his dreams. No... not just a person-an entire moment from his past came rushing back.

[Santorini, about 23 years ago]

Maximus carried Mary in his arms as she tried to keep up with his kisses.

It was obvious she had little experience-Maximus and Peter were the only ones she had ever kissed. But what had happened with Peter... that was a secret she would take to the grave.

Maximus didn't want to admit it, but he was drunk, too. He had to put her down just to open the door to their room.

But as soon as he did, they were met with a huge, unpleasant surprise-Alexia Levett was there.

She hadn't been able to just sit back and do nothing, not when the man she loved was locked away with his so-called wife.

"Maximus Palmer! I've been calling you for hours... I haven't moved from here, waiting for you to come back to your room, and now I see you show up with this..." Alexia snapped, her tone dripping with disgust as she glared at Mary.

The young woman, already tipsy from the wine she had consumed, found the courage to speak up.

"This this has a name! And in case you've forgotten, Alexia, my name is Mary- Mary Palmer!" she declared, raising her hand to show off her wedding ring.

"Mary!" Maximus shouted, furious at her outburst.

"What? Am I lying? I am Mary Palmer! I am the one wearing the wedding ring! I am not the mistress!" she fired back, completely unaware of the weight of her words.

"Shut up, Mary!" Maximus roared, his voice even louder this time. His anger flared as he saw Alexia's eyes welling up with tears. "Get out of here!" he barked again, his gaze filled with fury.

"What? What the hell are you saying?! Grandma Catherine paid for this room! This is my room!" Mary exclaimed, both shocked and disoriented.

"Yeah, well, she's not here, and I don't give a damn if she paid for it or not. You never talk to Alexia like that again, do you understand me?" Maximus hissed, grabbing her chin.

sat on the bed, crying silently. Mary hadn't said anything but the truth-

That much was undeniable. But the reality was that he had married

little brat! Do you even know your

"Maximus!" Mary shouted.

alcohol coursing through her veins gave her the courage to raise her voice, to fight for what was

enough. I should never have come here," Alexia

You stay. She is the one who needs to get the hell out

to scream. She wanted to throw his betrayal in his face. She wanted to tell Alexia that Maximus had kissed her not once, not twice, but countless times.

she reminded herself

Alexia, she ran into the bathroom, grabbed her small cloth bag,

in that fight.

endure a few more days, but now, she

hadn't planned on being

room-or without

money she had would barely cover meals for a day or two, let

She would have to call Catherine. Not to complain, but to ask for

never imagined she'd end up homeless on this trip. But now, she had nowhere

out of the hotel

and all she had was her small butterfly-patterned bag with a few changes of

venet

and ID-Angela Palmer, the name

empty bench. She sat down, letting the

no idea where to go, Mary began to cry

was supposed to be amazing. With or

would enjoy

she had nowhere to

wasn't cold-if anything, the heat

moment, she considered sleeping on the streets, even

asleep and waking up to find all her belongings stolen made

said a blond-haired guy. "Mind if