Chapter 98
“Unless they come back to life, we can never be together again!”
Blake’s hands dropped in defeat as he stood frozen in place. Maximilian’s butler quickly stepped forward and dragged him out.N “Neither he nor dogs are allowed to approach the manor again!”
With a respectful bow, the butler forcefully threw Blake out the door.
When I returned to my room, I realized I had unknowingly broken into a cold sweat.N
Even now, remembering those past wounds made my heart throb with pain.
Maximilian quietly embraced me, personally helping me bathe and change into dry clothes.N
Then, he pressed a gentle kiss against my forehead, softly humming a lullaby to ease me into sleep.
Maximilian had been my senior during university. He had confessed his feelings for me more than once.
I, too, had special feelings for him, but because of a promise to Mark, I had forced myself to bury that love.
That day, when I called him in despair, I discovered he had been silently guarding me all along, patiently waiting for my return.”
I was willing to believe that if Blake was the calamity in my life, then Maximilian was the salvation heaven had granted me.
The days that followed were the most relaxed and free I’d felt in years.N
No matter how busy Maximilian was with work, he always found time for me, even if it was just sitting quietly by my side while I read. He enjoyed it wholeheartedly.N
He encouraged me to pick up my professional books again, to return to the field where I had once shone so brightly, to find myself once
more.
And I didn’t disappoint him. In just three months, I had mastered the latest IT technologies and successfully joined a publicly listed company.N
Fearing I might face difficulties in the workplace, Maximilian even humbled himself to network and socialize with me.
In less than six months, I was thriving.N
Thanks to Maximilian’s strict instructions, Blake never appeared at the manor again.§
But he often lingered outside my company building, pitifully begging for my forgiveness. I never even spared him a glance.}]
But today, as I stepped into the company entrance, I saw that familiar figure and decided to approach him myself.
Blake’s eyes lit up with surprise. He eagerly ran over.N
“Delilah, you’re willing to forgive me, aren’t you?”
He asked joyfully, but when he saw the golden wedding invitation in my hand, he froze.N
“Mr. Jennings, I’m getting married next week. You’re welcome to come and witness it.“}
Blake opened the invitation in disbelief. Seeing the picture of Maximilian and me smiling happily side by side, with our names written together, he completely broke down.
He tore it up fiercely. “No! Delilah, no one but me is allowed to marry you!”
“Lunatic.”
I glanced at the nearly deranged Blake, shrugged helplessly and quickly left.
On the day of the wedding, everything went exactly as we had planned: joyous and full of warmth.>
When it came time to exchange rings, someone suddenly burst into the banquet hall.
All the guests turned to the entrance.
Blake walked in, holding a gift box, his face twisted into a bizarre smile as he approached me.
“Delilah, please, don’t marry him.”
“I checked. That Maximilian guy isn’t good for you. His background is too complicated. You won’t be able to control him!“}
“He’s only interested in you because you’re new to him. But soon, he’ll abandon you. When that happens, you’ll be a woman who’s been married three times. Who else would want you?”
Hearing those words, Maximilian felt nothing but disgust.
What nonsense about being discarded, about being a woman with three marriages; Blake had no respect for women.
“Mr. Jennings, you’re mistaken. I’m not marrying Delilah out of novelty. In fa
