My Love Until the Last Goodbye (Mary and Maximus) novel Chapter 70

Chapter 0070 

The morning after the wedding, Mary woke up and struggled to remove her wedding dress. The intricate beading and pearls, meant to symbolize well–wishes, made it nearly impossible to take off by herself. In frustration, she resorted to scissors, cutting parts of the fabric. Afterward, she took a shower to wash off her ruined makeup. Freshly cleaned, she dressed in casual clothes, not expecting Maximus to still be at home. 

She went in search of a vase to place her bridal bouquet in water. But as she entered the living room, she was startled to see Maximus stepping out of his room, Iressed in an elegant black suit. He gave her a cold, appraising look before speaking. 

“I assume breakfast is ready?” Maximus said, his tone a mix of sarcasm and authority. 

“Well… Emma should… she should have prepared it,” Mary stammered, caught off guard by his question. 

‘Emma’s on vacation,” he snapped. “You should have made my breakfast. Or what? Are you planning to just be my wife in name only, enjoying the money and the title?” 

“If this is what you call a marriage, I don’t want it. I don’t know what I’ve done to make you treat me like this. If you regret what we’ve done, maybe I should just leave,” Mary said as she brushed past him. 

Maximus couldn’t tolerate the perceived insult. He grabbed her by the shoulder, spun her around, and shoved her against the wall, pointing a finger in her face. 

“Don’t you EVER speak to me like that again, woman. My patience is thin, and you don’t want to see me truly angry. 

“You’re hurting me. Let me go, Maximus, please,” she pleaded, tears forming in her eyes. 

“I want my coffee in five minutes. If it’s not ready, the punishment will be severe. You’ve got four minutes left,” he said, his icy glare sending a chill down her spine. 

Terrified, Mary ran to the kitchen and hastily prepared coffee. By the time Maximus came downstairs, it was ready and waiting for him. But instead of gratitude, he sneered at her. 

“You’re late, as usual. I don’t have time for this. I’ve asked Alexia to get me breakfast because my wife is useless.” 

Mary stood frozen, stunned by his words. She couldn’t believe this was the same man who, just yesterday morning, had kissed her sweetly and promised that it would be a special day. 

Emma arrived a short while later and found Mary sitting in the garden, staring blankly at the koi pond Maximus had once gifted her. 

“Miss Mary? What are you doing here?” Emma asked, concerned. 

Mary turned to her, her face streaked with tears. The sight made Emma’s heart ache. 

“He doesn’t love me, Emma. He only married me to appease his grandmother. Last night, he was with Alexia. I spent the night alone. He canceled the honeymoon. I should have left–I should never have 

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martled him.” 

“Don’t say such things, Miss. There must be a logical explanation for all of this.” 

“There isn’t. And even if there were, it would involve Alexia. She’s everything I’m not a real woman. And me? I’m just a…” 

“Don’t say that. Maybe the boss is stressed. Maybe there were problems at the company, and that’s why he canceled the honeymoon. I’m sure things will get better, and you two will be able to take your trip. It’s normal to have disagreements at the beginning.” 

“Emma, this isn’t a disagreement. He doesn’t love me?” 

At Palmer Group’s office, Maximus was in back–to–back meetings. Matthew noticed that his boss seemed more agitated than usual. But it wasn’t the workload–Maximus’s mind was elsewhere. Alexia had flown to New York to close a deal, leaving him with no choice but to return to the mansion that evening. 

When he arrived, Emma greeted him at the door.