Mary got up from the bed and hurried out, thinking that maybe she could still find her grandfather. Unfortunately, he had left the mansion several hours ago."Mary, my dear, where are you going?" Catherine asked."I'm looking for my grandfather!""Sweetheart, your grandfather left last night. He onl
After several days at the mansion, Catherine had to leave on a trip for some family business. This time, she couldn't take Mary with her, so before leaving, she said:"Mary, I'll be gone for a few days, but you won't be alone. Emma will stay with you. If you need anything, you can ask her.""Yes, Gr
After several days in the hospital, Mary was moved to a private room. The danger had passed. Now, only her physical wounds needed to heal, but they would also need to work on her emotional scars. During all those days, Catherine kept recalling how Mary had come into her life five years ago, bringing
“Maximus, what are you doing sitting here? Why don’t you go in and see your wife?” Catherine said, snapping him out of the many memories that were circling in his mind.Internally, Catherine still hoped her grandson and Mary would continue their marriage, so she clung to the hope that Maximus would
“I see the superficial wounds are healing very well. Now let’s take a look at the one on your wrist.”As the doctor examined Mary, she turned to the window to avoid looking directly at her husband. She thought, “What is he doing here? Why is he here? Now he cares about what happens to me? No, I don’
Seeing that she had fallen asleep, Maximus took a seat on the sofa beside the bed. He watched the face of the young woman before him. It had been a long time since he had stopped to really look at her. Physically, his wife was no longer the same "girl" he had first met. Now she had a more mature fac
It was July 17th. That morning, the sun was shining brightly, its light filtering through the curtains. Maximus had gotten up early to go for a run. It was Saturday, yet he still planned to go to the office. His plans changed abruptly when his phone rang—it was his grandmother."Hello," he answered,
The sun streamed through the curtains of the entire mansion, signaling that morning had arrived. Mary woke up and, to her surprise, founda a letter addressed to her on her bed. The sender was her beloved grandfather, Albert. She opened it and read its contents.[My dear granddaughter,Today is your
Peter, understanding his son Alden’s intentions regarding Alexia, felt it was wise to stay close. Knowing how impulsive his son could be, he had no choice but to return to Valentia. He entrusted the arrangements to Darius Richards, who secured a central house in Westhaven and enrolled little Ethan a
Marcus chose not to interrupt his girls and instead went to tuck John in. Afterward, he headed to the master bedroom, took a shower, changed into his pajamas, and lay on the bed. The past few days had been exhausting.When he first entertained the idea of returning to Valentia, he never imagined it
“Serenity, he adored you. Even though he wasn’t your biological father, he loved you. If he had stayed with us, I know he would have loved you more than your real father ever could.”Valerie recounted every detail of her life with Peter. Serenity listened quietly, wishing that one day she might find
Serenity released her and nodded silently, her tearful eyes wide with anticipation.Valerie took a deep breath and began. “I told you I fell hopelessly in love with Maximus Palmer, but things didn’t work out. After my suicide attempt, I was discharged from the hospital and went to his grandmother’s
Valerie and Marcus arrived home after a short flight. She had been longing to get back and hug her children. As difficult as it would be, she knew she needed to have an honest conversation with her daughter. Just as she had opened up to Marcus, she now needed to explain everything to her daughter, l
When Alden saw how much his mother was suffering from the revelations, he nearly made the mistake of revealing that his father was alive. He had to bite the inside of his lip to stop himself, clenching his fists so tightly that his palms bore the marks. The pain was almost unbearable. After tucking
After Alden and Grace’s divorce, Grace decided to move to Spain. She had considered returning to Argentina, but her strained relationship with her parents made that impossible. Meanwhile, both Alden and Grace continued to receive unconditional support from Peter, who held Grace in high regard. Their
Alden was stunned. No one had ever spoken to him that way before. His mother had always been gentle, and Ignatius, who he had come to see as a father figure, was patient and understanding.“Take it or leave it! But make up your mind now,” Peter snapped, his tone tinged with exasperation.Alden ran t
After that long conversation, Theodore felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Alden, on the other hand, was in shock. What kind of man had his father been to endure something like this? The whole story sounded absurd, yet it had to be true—after all, the man standing before hi