Chapter 923
Chapter 922:
Henry met her eyes and explained gently, “If I ever have a child, I need to be there for them. Whether it’s a boy or a girl, they deserve a father who’s present. I can’t accept the way your family does things.”
In the end, he said quietly, “Max, maybe it’s time we let each other go.”
In Max’s mind, letting go had always been equivalent to breaking up for good. She couldn’t bring herself to accept that kind of ending. The thought tore at her. Henry had refused to go back with her or give her a child. Their story was coming to a close.
“I give you my word, Max. Your family’s secrets will stay safe with me. I’ll never breathe a word to anyone,” Henry had said, his voice steady.
Max, however, had been troubled by another issue. “What about your own future? Will you end up marrying someone else? Will you have a child with another woman?”
Henry hadn’t answered right away. As his parents’ only son, he couldn’t possibly shake off the weight of carrying on the family line. Even if his heart wanted to stay loyal to Max, his family would never let that happen.
A long silence had passed before he finally spoke up. “What about you? Will you go searching for another man if I can’t give you a daughter?”
She hadn’t hesitated. “Yes. If you can’t help me have a daughter, I’ll have to find someone who can. I have to fulfill my responsibility to my family.”
That answer had landed hard. Henry let out a long, tired breath. “Same answer here,” he admitted quietly.
The conversation had reached a clear impasse, with neither able to give the other what they needed.
If Max hadn’t chosen not to end Henry’s life, there was no doubt he’d return to his family, marry someone chosen for him, and do exactly what was expected—develop a family and keep the family line going. The same was true for her. Sooner or later, Max would need to find another man to have a child with.
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Max had never dreamed that the man she’d loved with her whole heart could turn out to be so heartless and cold. The urge to kill him had flared when pain and fury collided, but she couldn’t go through with it. Anger won out, and she walked away instead.
At the door, Max had turned back for one last warning. “Don’t forget what you swore. If you ever let my family’s secrets slip, I will come after you.”
And so, their relationship had ended. Just like that, Max faded from Henry’s life. It was as if she’d never existed.
Henry had done exactly what his family expected upon his return. He married a woman from a family of equal standing, as arranged by his family, and raised a house full of children. He was everything a husband should be—thoughtful, gentle, always attentive. But his heart was never truly his wife’s. No one knew that every bit of affection was just a mask for a love he’d lost. He’d never stopped loving Max.
This was how the book ended. The way Max and Henry’s love story unfolded, with every tender word and heartfelt moment, left a lasting impression. Each line in their tale painted a picture of how deeply they cared for each other and how much it hurt when they parted ways.
Told through Henry’s eyes, the book closed its door on Max after their goodbye. The narrative turned inward, focusing almost entirely on his memories and thoughts.
After parting from Max, he stepped into his family role and did everything expected of him, but happiness never found its way back to him. Regret and longing became his constant companions.
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