My Love Until the Last Goodbye (Mary and Maximus) novel Chapter 558

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That night, Peter behaved as he always had in the past. Celeste felt a swirl of confusion but kept her emotions guarded. 

“Peter, it’s late. You should go. I need to rest, and I need to call my work tomorrow to tell them I won’t be in this week. I’ll be praying they don’t fire me,” Celeste said as she struggled with her still–damp curls. 

“Here, let me help you dry your hair,” Peter offered. “You know how hard it is to deal with your hair alone. You’ll be at it until morning. 

“I manage just fine on my own. I’ve had plenty of practice,” Celeste retorted. 

“Celeste, I’m staying to take care of you this week, whether you like it or not,” Peter said firmly. 

“It’s not necessary. I know what to do and what not to do.” 

“The doctor said absolute rest. What will you eat? How will you bathe? You can’t do this alone. I’m staying for the children. If the mother isn’t well, how can my children be? Now, let me dry your hair, tuck you in, and then I’ll leave the room.” 

“Peter, you know there’s no place for you to sleep in this house. So if you’re staying, you’ll be sleeping here… for the children, of course,” Celeste said, her voice laced with sarcasm. 

Peter smiled, realizing she’d caught on to his intentions. He used their children as a shield, knowing she couldn’t argue against it. Carefully, he dried her hair and tied it into loose bun–just as she liked to manage her curls. As he finished, he noticed she was already half–asleep, her eyelids heavy despite her efforts to stay awake. He gently laid her down, tucked her in, and left the room. 

When Peter glanced at his watch, it was nearly 5:00 a.m., and he was exhausted. He hesitated for a moment, not wanting to disturb her, but eventually lay down beside her. The bed was small compared to the spacious one he was used to, but he found comfort in the closeness it offered. 

As Celeste unconsciously turned in her sleep, she nestled into him like she used to. Peter wrapped his arms around her, savoring the warmth of her presence and the scent of her hair. Memories flooded him–moments of love, regret, and the mistakes he’d made. 

Helping Mary had cost him more than he wanted to admit, and Celeste’s words earlier echoed in his mind. She had been right: while she returned home to be with her children, he had been left alone, chasing shadows of the past. For the first time, Peter fully understood the weight of his choices. 

[The Swiss Alps, Five Months Ago] 

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presence of Alexia’s father had complicated matters. Alexia, who had regained some movement in her hand, had taken advantage of Eliya’s distraction. She managed to grab a phone and send a message to Lucius, which was answered. By the time her caretaker noticed the phone was gone, Alexia had already shared her location with Lucius. 1 

Lucius, once manipulated by Leonardo, began seeing the truth after his mother’s death and his father’s cold indifference. Realizing the error of his alliances, Lucius had exiled himself to London, where he continued working as a broker. Despite the loneliness, he couldn’t bring himself to return to the Palmer family or stay under his father’s shadow. 

One day, a message from an unfamiliar number appeared on his phone. He hesitated before opening it, but a single phrase confirmed its sender. 

“Lucius, my son, help me! I’m not dead. Please, help me! Remember who fought for you to study abroad.“– 

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