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
"Mary, are you awake? Can I come in?" a deep voice called out.She turned around. It was Maximus's voice. She regretted still being in her pajamas and walked over to answer the door."Hi, Maximus!" she said as she opened the door."Hello! I have this for you. My grandmother said it's your birthday!"
Meanwhile, Mary remained seated, watching the waves come and go. Even though her family had a good standing in her country, she had never been able to visit the beach. Her father was very strict with her, often sending her to boarding schools. Weekends were for doing homework because if not, she wou
Time had definitely changed him. Being away from everyone had done something to him. In the end, maybe it was just Serenity's hormones messing with her mood, but she reached out and touched the young man's hand."Lucius… I think what happened back then shouldn't be a reason for us not to try again.
Serenity was feeling a bit tired. After getting back from her honeymoon, everything had been a whirlwind of emotions and meetings.The week had flown by, and before she knew it, it was already Friday. Everything had gone by in a blur—coming home, unpacking, and picking up Ethan.It didn't help that
“Dad! Celeste! Family! Where is everyone? We’re back!” Alden shouted.“Damn it!” Peter cursed, who had been just about to…“Peter! Alden’s back!” Celeste said, quickly covering herself with her dress.“I know! Hell, do I know…” Peter grumbled, cursing their bad luck.“Come on, let’s go see them!” Ce
The afternoon sun bathed the gardens of the Evans house. Lucius and Amanda were lying under the oak tree in Magnus’s yard.“Lucius, have you thought about what we talked about?” Amanda asked, looking at the man lying beside her.“Mmm… no. Right now, I’m relaxing under a tree, holding a sweet and bea
Valerie looked at the urn holding her grandpa Albert’s ashes and couldn’t help feeling a heavy weight in her chest. She was overwhelmed with nostalgia.Just remembering the life she’d shared with her grandparents, and how suddenly her grandfather had passed, brought it all back.“Oh, Grandpa… So muc
"To hell with that stupid paternity test! To hell with what anyone says! What matters is that you are my son and I love you—here, there, anywhere. You're my son," Maximus said firmly, pulling his son into a hug."Why the hell are you telling me this? Why now? Huh? What did you think I'd say after he
Maximus watches his son closely, not knowing where to begin. How do you tell your son… that he's not really your son?"Paul… you know I love you, right?" Maximus asks cautiously."Dad… for the second time, yes, I know. And I love you a lot too. But… what is it you wanted to tell me?""Paul, as you m
After breakfast, where Maximus, Lucius, and Laura just stared at each other, waiting to see what would happen, Maximus decided he'd spend the day with Paul. He wanted to take him out for a bit. Maurice tried to tag along, but Laura and Lucius kept him distracted."Dad, where are we going?" Paul aske
“Excuse me, miss, have you seen my wife by any chance? She’s a short girl…” Maximus asked at the front desk.“The woman who went up to your room? The blonde?” the receptionist asked, looking confused.“No, my wife is the short girl I arrived with.”“I’m sorry, sir, but the woman who came in earlier