My Love Until the Last Goodbye (Mary and Maximus) novel Chapter 439

Chapter 0439 

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The two dashing men and Ethan walked through the exhibition. The boy was amazed by the sheer number of paintings, each one more beautiful than the last. However, when they entered the room displaying Miss Celeste’s work, Ethan immediately recognized the pieces. She had already shown him some photos in class, but them in person, vibrant and full of color, was an entirely different experience. 

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Miss Celeste’s style bore a striking resemblance to Monet’s. One particular painting captured Ethan’s full attention. It was fairly large, and while his grandfathers debated which pieces to purchase, Ethan stood mesmerized before it 

The painting was titled “The Woman and Her Cat.” At first glance, it seemed to depict the simple profile of a seated woman, with only part of her face visible and a small black cat curled up beside her feet. 

The colors in the painting evoked a sense of warmth but also deep nostalgia. Ethan studied the painting closely and noticed that in the woman’s lap rested a bouquet of freesias. Pointing at the painting, he exclaimed: 

“Grandpas, the woman in the painting is my teacher! She looks really sad there.” 

The men, who had been engrossed in their discussion, turned to see what Ethan was pointing at. Both moved to stand behind the boy, examining the painting. 

“That’s my teacher!” Ethan said again, pointing at the image with conviction. 

“How do you know?” Theodore asked, trying to make sense of the boy’s claim. 

“She has a cat, and she loves freesias. Look at the painting!! 

Before they could respond, a soft voice spoke behind them. 

“You’re absolutely right, Ethan. The woman in the painting is me.” 

The three turned to see Celeste standing there. Her beautiful eyes gazed at the painting with a nostalgic gleam. 

“I painted this seven years ago,” she said, her voice carrying a faint wistfulness. “I’ve kept it with me all this time, but now it’s time to let it go.” She smiled softly, though there was an odd shimmer In her eyes. “I just hope whoever takes it admires it as much or more–than I do. You’ve got a keen eye, Ethan.” 

She playfully twirled a strand of her wavy hair before being called away by another group of guests. 

“Excuse me, I need to see what the other guests need,” she said with a polite nod. 

“Of course, Miss Johnson. Don’t worry about us,” Theodore replied, noticing how Peter seemed utterly entranced. As she walked away, Theodore gave Peter a sly glance and teased, “You surprise me, Peter. Normally, you’re the one in control, but tonight a certain young lady has you completely tongue–tied.” 

“Don’t be ridiculous. I’m just impressed by her talent. She’s working at a school when she could be displaying her paintings in major galleries.” 

“That kind of success is reserved for those with money. True artists often have to scrape by for years before reaching recognition if they don’t vanish in obscurity first. Many painters who are celebrated today were complete unknowns in their time. Just like your Celeste.” 

“Don’t say that.” 

“What?” 

“My Celeste. She’s not mine. She’s just Ethan’s teacher.” 

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Chapter 0439 

“Sure, keep telling yourself that. But I’m just calling it like I see it. I’m old and wise, and I can read people. I say 

should wait until her exhibition is over and ask her out for dinner–or at least for her number.” 

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