My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 1137

Diana and Celeste were chatting in the garden, sipping tea and indulging in desserts Diana especially, as her cravings were in full swing.

"How's married life treating you?" Celeste asked with a curious smile.

"Good. I really can't complain. Maximus is a great man. Yes, I know he's a bit older than me, but that's never mattered to me. You know, on our honeymoon, the poor guy got jealous a few times..."

"Really?" Celeste asked, surprised.

"Yeah. He kept saying he could be my dad, and that a bunch of younger guys were checking me out. I mean, I never looked at them—I wouldn't, ever. He's the only one I care about. I don't even see anyone else."

"And how are things with you and Peter?" Diana asked, trying to sound casual.

"Good. We're still adjusting to our life together-and to parenting."

"How's it going between you two?" Diana pressed with a little grin.

"I think... really well. I haven't had any complaints so far," Celeste laughed softly.

"You look happy with him," Diana said, nudging her playfully.

"I am. Very happy."

"Have you two set a date for the wedding?"

"No, not yet. But honestly, that's not what matters to me. What matters is that we have a life together, that we love each other, that we love our daughters and everything this family represents. Though, I'll be honest..."

"Go on, tell me..."

"I never thought I could be this happy with someone. After my first husband died, I didn't think happiness like this was even possible especially not here, in this house," Celeste said, glancing around at her home.

glad to hear that. Truly. We've barely talked about

was just her and

I tell you

"Of course."

time I was terrified that Peter wouldn't want us. When he first woke up, his eyes were so empty. And they stayed that way for days. He never realized it, but it was obvious-he didn't remember me. It was uncomfortable. He looked at

just thankful he stayed with us. He's amazing with the girls. Honestly, I think our

"What do you mean?"

they see him. You should see the way they look at him—it's like he's the most magical thing they've ever seen. And he looks at them the

need to let go of those early moments. That was months ago. If he stayed, it's because he chose

that he stayed because he wanted to. Not because I begged or

said, opening her

seen Celeste fight tooth and nail during the time Peter was unconscious. Despite everything,

given up on Peter, she was the one who held on-believing

told her that Celeste had endured the suspicion of an affair between Peter and Valerie. She'd had to see Valerie, face her, deal with

spent a year and a half with. That man had been serious, bitter. And no one

to give them both a second chance, Peter had lost those memories—and the man

over with his warmth, his kindness, the way he cared for her and their daughters. He wasn't the man she once knew—but what he made her

around Celeste from behind and handing

she asked, looking at the

"They're your favorites, right?"

softly, turning to look into his

moment touched Diana deeply. In silence, she and Maximus

was the right woman

as

Int

broken time. Maybe in the beginning, Peter had clung to her an escape from what he felt for Mary but that was long gone Row.