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.

crying silently. Mary hadn't said anything but the truth- a

undeniable. But the reality was that he had married

you even know your place?" Maximus spat, his voice

"Maximus!" Mary shouted.

coursing through her veins gave her the courage to raise her voice, to fight for what was rightfully hers.

I think I've seen and heard enough. I should never have come here," Alexia

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

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

than anything, she reminded herself that she had to

the tears in her eyes could spill over, and while Maximus was distracted with Alexia, she ran into the bathroom, grabbed her small cloth bag, stuffed her belongings inside,

that fight. She wasn't going to

now, she realized she didn't have enough money to

planned

a room-or without

little money she had would barely cover meals for

call Catherine. Not to complain, but to

end up homeless on this trip. But now, she had

of the hotel

night, and all she had was her small butterfly-patterned bag with a few

venet

and ID-Angela Palmer,

an empty bench. She sat down, letting the darkness of the island wrap

to go, Mary began

trip was supposed to be amazing. With or without Maximus, she

would

she had

wasn't cold-if anything, the heat was

sleeping on the streets,

the thought of falling asleep and waking up to

guy. "Mind if I sit