My Love Until the Last Goodbye (Mary and Maximus) novel Chapter 1162

"They'll come when they get hungry!" said Danielle, leaning against the doorframe.

"That Peter! He loves going on long walks with the girls…" Celeste said, looking out at the vast field stretching beyond her view.

"They probably went far. You know the four of them went out. Leave them be! The babies will get hungry soon enough, and that's when they'll remember they have a home and come back.

*Poor Peter, though—he'll show up with two babies crying their lungs out, especially little Martina, who's got quite the temper!"

"Ha ha, yes! You're totally right. Peter says the same thing. He says he's paying for all his past life karma through his daughters—especially my little Martina…"

"How are things between you and him?"

"We're good, doing really well… Can I tell you something?"

"Of course, go ahead."

"When I met Peter, I never imagined the adventure I'd begin at his side. He was such a serious and respectful man. You'd be surprised if you had known him back then.

"Now, he's done a lot of work with his memories, and I'm not going to lie—this version of him is my favorite. I have to admit, I love him, I admire him, and I'm grateful every day to be by his side.

"He's an amazing man, a great father, he loves and adores his daughters, he adores his mother, and with me, well…"

"Don't even go there! I don't want to know the dirty details…" Danielle said, covering her ears.

Celeste smiled shyly, just thinking about how it felt to be with him in every way—something she was also thankful for. The man she once knew wasn't a bad partner, but there was something in him that held back, and she could feel it.

The man he was now—he was free and acted like it. To him, she was everything. She was his world, one of the most precious people in his life, and he made sure to show her that every day and every night, in many ways.

They never had a dream wedding. They'd never really talked about it—at least, not that she knew. Celeste wore the engagement ring he gave her, but for one reason or another, that moment had never happened. And honestly, it didn't bother her.

"Yeah, just a bit…" Celeste said, putting Martina into her high chair.

"Come on, come on! Let's eat—I'm starving," Danielle said as she settled Flora into another high chair.

Both girls were starting to eat solid food—sort of—but they were doing it, and their parents didn't hold them back.

Peter loved watching his daughters hit each milestone. He was truly proud of that part of his life.

The man he remembered from his past didn't want commitment. Now, he was the father of two beautiful little girls and the partner of a woman who deeply loved him. They—along with his mother, sister, and niece—were his world.

If someone asked him what he preferred—his single life or this one—he knew the answer without a doubt. He preferred this one. A life with a stable partner, two beautiful daughters, a mother, sister, and niece… And, of course, his son and grandson, his brother, and his brother's family.

Maybe it seemed like he didn't care much about Alden and Ethan, but that wasn't the case. It was just hard for him to adjust to the idea that they were part of his life—a life he didn't remember, especially when they were so far away.