Mary lay back down, her body aching from the long trip. She felt safe with Peter, like he was the one constant in her life. She was grateful for his presence.A few minutes later, Peter returned. "The bath is ready. Come on, I'll help you get in. But first, let's wrap your wrist so it doesn't get we
"Haha, you don't even know who I am, do you?""No, and I don't care. I'm not naïve; my future husband surely had many lovers, but today, we're uniting our lives forever, and you'll be left in the past.""Oh, Mary, you're almost cute. I want you to remember this: I'm Alexia Levett, and I'm Maximus's
"Sweetheart, you made a deal with Maximus, and you need to honor it. My grandson doesn't deserve to be left at the altar. He'll be there waiting for you—I know it!""How do you know, Grandma?""I just do. He won't leave you standing there. You need to hold up your end of the deal and keep winning hi
Emma, seeing that Catherine had left, started walking back toward Maximus's mansion. Just as she reached the driveway, she heard her name being called."Emma, wait. I'll take you home. I'm heading back to the mansion myself," Maximus's voice was cold, making her shiver."Sir, I don't want to trouble
"After we got Alexia out, the missus was ready to leave. She didn't want to marry you anymore. She was heartbroken. Your grandma asked me to go tell the judge to wait, and when I came back, your grandma had managed to convince her to go through with the wedding. I don't know what they talked about,
The following morning, Matthew woke up with a pounding headache. He had spent the entire night trying to figure out how to end Alexia's contract without sparking a full-blown disaster. He knew very well that once he informed her, Alexia would lose control, and he dreaded being the one to deliver the
Mary woke up after a long nap, feeling relaxed. Peter had been right—the lavender oil had helped soothe her. Perhaps it was the change of environment, or maybe it was having Catherine and Peter close by. She knew she had to be strong and recover quickly so she could see her grandfather again. Whatev
He poured himself a glass of cognac and lit a cigarette, something he hadn't done in years. His neck ached, his head throbbed, and the alcohol only seemed to heighten the surreal fog settling over his thoughts. Suddenly, he began to see a familiar silhouette moving through his office. It was faint,
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