My Love Until the Last Goodbye (Mary and Maximus)

Pierre had been a close friend of Alexia Levett back when she lived in France. They had gone to university together.

As her only and best friend, Pierre knew everything about Alexia he knew about Gabriel and their wild love story, though he never fully bought into it.noveldrama

He had met her when she switched majors, and many times Pierre had been the shoulder Alexia cried on. Back then, she only saw him as a friend-nothing more. Her entire world revolved around Gabriel.

Every sigh, every thought, was for that man. When she and Gabriel broke up, Pierre was away on a trip. She never told him, but his family was one of the wealthiest in Versailles. He had always tried to keep a low profile, just wanting to live a normal life in Paris.

When he returned, he was met with the news that Alexia and Gabriel had split up- or that he had left her. Pierre knew that story by heart. He didn't have to be a genius to see that sooner or later, they'd end up right back where they started- trapped in their toxic, dysfunctional relationship.

But this time, something was different. Something had Alexia on edge. Pierre noticed her nervousness and couldn't help but ask if something was wrong. At first, she denied it, but he was her best friend-she couldn't keep it from him for long.

And when she finally confessed, Pierre was left stunned. In a fit of heartbreak and recklessness, Alexia had slept with Leonardo-the father of the boy she had once left heartbroken in Valentia.

That revelation hit hard because Pierre was deeply in love with Alexia. He had always settled for the friendship

she offered, even though heverything about her and had even covered up her misdeeds from her parents.

companies, all thanks to Pierre's recommendations. It was then that

After university, Alexía landed jobs at

he finally revealed who he really was. Whether she fully believed him or not didn't matter-she seized the opportunity to make the right connections, building an impressive résumé that had stunned both Matthew and Maximus when she returned from France.

Pierre and Alexia kept in touch occasionally. Time passed, and she eventually married Maximus, becoming part of the couple of the year. Gossip magazines covered their relationship from every angle, completely unaware of the hell a young girl named Mary was living in the shadows.

Years later, after a painful and tense argument with Maximus, Alexia packed her things and left for France. At that time, she still believed she could start over. She had only Lucius and Laura with her, but she soon dropped them off with Maximus, fully intending never to return.

Maximus was fed up-fed up with her jealousy, fed up with her dramatic outbursts. And Alexia? She was even more exhausted-tired of living under the shadow of another woman, just as she had lived with the ghost of Mary Preston and her "mysterious disappearance."

Upon arriving in Paris, as if it were fate, Pierre happened to be dining at one of the country's most luxurious restaurants: Le Meurice. Coincidentally, in an effort to spite Maximus, Alexia had booked a suite in the hotel attached to the same place. An unexpected reunion, a long candlelit conversation, exquisite food and wine, a broken heart and an angry one- the perfect ingredients for disaster.

That night, Pierre finally confessed his years-long love for Alexia. Rather than being upset or frightened, she took it as a good sign. Wine, and more wine, led them to wake up naked in a suite at Le Meurice.

Neither of them said a word. There was no need. They both saw it as fate bringing them together—at least until Maximus came looking for her.

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Pierre tried to suppress the pain of having been so close to finally having the woman of his dreams, at least until three months later, when Alexia called lilm, furious, she blamed him for not being careful, now realizing, she was pregnant

A child had been conceived from that one night of heartbreak and wine-a child who had no fault in their reckless choices.

Pierre begged her to stay with him, promising that she would have everything she needed by his side. He was even willing to accept her children if that's what she was most worried about.

But unfortunately for Pierre, he had been nothing more than a mistake-a product of a drunken night. His feelings meant little to Alexia. She deeply regretted ruining their friendship, but she couldn't give him what he wanted.

She took full responsibility for her actions, making it clear that she would never tell Maximus the truth about Paul. In fact, she would never even acknowledge that he wasn't Maximus's child. It was a situation that had spiraled out of her control ona reckless, intoxicated night.

Years later, in one of her infamous outbursts, Alexia hinted that one of Maximus's children wasn't his. The humiliation was unbearable for Maximus, though at the time, he suspected Laura wasn't his. Alexia had her own doubts. Though fate had been kinder to Laura in the long run, her past hadn't been easy.

Everyone said Paul was the spitting image of Alexia-but in male form. And while they weren't wrong, what no one realized was that part of his striking looks came from his real father, Pierre Legrand

Bouygues-one of the wealthiest and most powerful men in France.

Now, Pierre was back. And he was

We for everything.

He wanted Alexia Levett. He wanted his son.

And he wanted the sole heir to the Bouygues fortune.

Only time would tell if that was even possible, because as of today, young Paul

lived a peaceful life as just another member of the Evans family.

The teenager had no idea that his world could change overnight.

And neither did Maximus.