My Love Until the Last Goodbye (Mary and Maximus) novel Chapter 876

Maximus watched as his children slowly gathered around the table. Today, they had decided to have a picnic in the garden. It was the middle of the week, and it felt odd—but after being separated for so long, they were treasuring every little moment of happiness together.

“Dad, when can we go to the Maldives?” Paul asked suddenly, his voice full of curiosity.

“The Maldives? Where’s this interest coming from?” Maximus asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Paul had a girlfriend there, and he never got to say goodbye,” Laura answered thoughtfully. “After the whole kidnapping mess, we had to leave in a hurry.”

“Laura!” Paul groaned, clearly embarrassed.

“Oh, I see,” Maximus said, amused. “I didn’t know that, son. We can go—I just need to organize my schedule. If you’d like, I can take you this weekend.”

For a brief moment, he remembered being Paul’s age—when he had first met her. The woman he had spent years loving.

He knew how complicated this stage of life could be. He also knew that love at this age felt completely different from love as an adult. So he had no objections.

“Really, Dad? We can go?” Paul asked, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

“Of course. Just let me sort things out at work, and we’ll go.”

“Yes! I don’t mind waiting a few more days—I just have to see her. She’s a great girl. I know you’ll like her,” Paul said, his voice full of hope.

Once that conversation wrapped up, the family returned to what had brought them together in the first place—the simple joy of being together. They wanted to make up for lost time. They wanted to feel like a real family again.

Later that afternoon, Maximus and Diana stood in his study, gazing out at the garden.

He held her from behind, inhaling her scent, completely lost in the moment.

He felt like the luckiest man alive.

Looking back, his life had changed drastically in just over a year.

He had lost everything.

And then gained everything.

If he was being honest with himself, he didn’t care about losing the wealth, the prestige, the fame, or even the respected surname he had once carried.

None of that mattered.

The only thing that truly mattered was that he had his family—his children, his real father, and the love of a woman who adored him unconditionally.

“I’m so happy, Diana,” he murmured. “Every single day with you and our family makes me the happiest man in the world.”

But then, his voice softened.

“There’s something that’s been on my mind, though…”

“What is it?” Diana asked, intrigued.

“You’re young, Diana. You are one of the most important women in my life—aside from my daughter and my granddaughter. But I’m afraid… I don’t want to ruin your life. I don’t want you to wake up one day and realize that this isn’t what you really want.”

Maximus let out a slow breath before continuing.

“I already told you before—I can’t have more children. If you ever decide that you do want a baby of your own, I don’t want to be the one to deny you that possibility.”

Diana turned in his arms, placing her hands on his face.

“Maximus, listen to me carefully,” she said. “I know what I want—and what I want is you.

"And if I ever feel that need, we can always adopt, don’t you think? There are so many children in this world who need a mom and dad. I’m one hundred percent sure about that.”