My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0163 Back when Valerie waited for her husband, she strolled through the plaza filled with high-end stores, searching for furniture to fill their enormous mansion Suddenly, the task brought a flood of memories. Her life with Maximus had been hell at the beginning and later just lonely. The few moments of affection he had shown her had left her confused-but who wouldn't be at 19 years old? With Peter, though, life had been completely different. He gave her freedom but also protected her, showered her with attention, and made her forget all the pain of the past with his wild and loving ways.

Now, life with Marcus was a whole new challenge. Since seeing him again, it had always been about pushing boundaries. He inspired her to be better every day, supported her projects, and taught her that while life wasn't easy, there was always a solution to be found.

Without even trying, Marcus had given her the greatest gift, one no one else-not even Peter-had managed to give her: freedom. The thought brought her back to that long, fateful day when everything changed forever.

(Galea] While chaos erupted at Peter's home, Mary chose to lock herself in the master bedroom. She couldn't her bear to witness the Palmers fighting over what remained of the man who had been her fiancé, friend, her lover, her new family, and the father of the baby girl she had taken as her ownL Memories of her twith him cflooding back the day they met, his strong embrace, the citrus and mint scent he carried, the nights spent snuggling when they were "just friends," their innocent kisses, the the stood up to her brother without hesitation to protect her, the countless times he dried her tears, his patience when she hit rock bottom, and his expression when she told him she was pregnant. He had been so attentive to her and her cravings during pregnancy.

There was so much to remember, yet strangely, his face was starting to blur in her mind. She could see his silhouette but not his features. A lump formed in her throat. She wanted to scream, cry, hurt herself, go join him. But all those thoughts disappeared whenever she touched her belly. This little girl wasn't to blfor any of it. She had to live-for him, for herself, and for this baby who needed her the most.

от The physical pains she had felt before learning about Peter's fate vanished when she had to steel herself to go and identify his body. She had never met Marcus Bartz before that moment and had no idea who he was, but he refused to let her see Peter. She knew he was hiding something. During one of the fights between Maximus and Marcus, she overheard that there wasn't much left of Peter to see. Marcus wouldn't let her see what remained of the man she was about to marry.

The thought of not being able to see him one last tof knowing he was already being cremated- crushed her. She would never again kiss those warm lips or gaze into those deep brown eyes framed by those captivating lashes. Tears poured as she recalled all the mornings, days, and nights spent in that room. He loved sleeping with her in his arms, touching her growing belly. It broke her heart to know she would never again feel his warmth or the touch of his fingers gently stroking her hair.

The way she found out about his death had been cruel, but how else could it have been? It felt like years had passed, but it had only been hours. The news was still fresh.

Chapter 0163 +25 BONUS Struggling to breathe, Mary lay on the couch, waiting for Agnes to bring her a glass of water. The suffocating feeling overwhelmed her, and she decided to walk through the front garden. As she moved slowly through the greenery, she noticed two men approaching her: a detective and an officer. Fear surged through her. Were they here for her? Was it possible that, after the death of the family patriarch, unresolved issues had resurfaced, and now she would have to pay for a crthat had been committed? "Good evening, we're looking for Mrs. Mary Preston, said one of the men.

"That's me. Who's looking for me? Is it...?" "Ma'am, we need you to cwith us." "Can't you see I'm pregnant? I'm not going anywhere unless you have a warrant." The two men exchanged glances before one of them spoke again.

"Ma'am, Mr. Peter Palmer was in an accident..." "What?" she asked, her face frozen in disbelief.

"Mr. Peter Palmeri was in an accident and, unfortunately, he-” Before the man could finish, Mary instinctively covered her ears, convinced that not hearing the words would make them untrue.

"Ma'am, we need you to cwith us. Someone has to identify the body." "No! You're lying! You wantto go with you to trickinto going back to Hesperia!" "Ma'am, that's not-" "Stop right there, officers," interrupted a familiar voice. "Mr. Bartz has already been informed of everything. He'll take care of it from here." Mary turned to see Darius Richards, Peter's lawyer, a man she had seen speaking with him many times before. "Mrs. Mary, please go inside. Mr. Bartz will handle everything. Please, go inside." Mary stood in shock, unable to process what was happening.

"Where's Peter? Why isn't he here? Darius, tellwhat happened! Please, tell me...

"Ma'am, cwith me. Let's go inside," Agnes said, stepping in to help.

Seeing Mary outside with the officers and Darius, Agnes realized it was too as late. Mary had found out. She felt a though she had fa failed Peter. Marcus had explicitly instructed her not to let Mary learn the truth, but there was no stopping it now. 'Agnes, where is Peter? Did you manage to find him? Call Calum; he must be on his way..." Mary said with tears streaming down her face..

"Ma'am... he's not..." Agnes began before pulling her into a hug.

Mary collapsed onto the garden lawn, letting out a heart-wrenching scream. She couldn't accept that +25 BONUS Chapter 0764

Peter wasn't coming back, that he was gone forever. "It can't be," she thought. Just that morning they had gone to Her ultrasound together and found out they were having a beautiful baby girl. He couldn't be dead. [Valeria] "Ma'am, are you okay?" one of her bodyguards asked when he noticed a tear rolling down her cheek.

"Yes, I'm fine. Just got a bit of dust in my eye," Valerie replied, quickly wiping it away. "Let's go. I feel like having sice cream." She tried to bury that painful memory with the sweetness of a vanilla ice cream cone. Peter always said, " Ice cream heals all wounds, especially vanilla."

As she quietly ate her ice cream, her love cup behind her and om wrapped his arms around her waist. The smile from that man-her Marcus-was enough to soothe the ache in her heart.