Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 1222

Chapter 1222 Death Do Us Part
Charles Luther could hardly recognize the withered figure of his beloved Maeve. The sight of her frail body filled his eyes with tears.

He was the one who had caused her to end up like this. It was all his doing. He had caused this to happen to her. Him!

"Did you want to say something to me?"

Maeve rested against the headboard with her eyes closed, looking to avoid seeing him altogether. "I don't have long to live, Charles."

Charles sobbed uncontrollably. His knees dropped to the floor with a loud thud as tears continued to flow down his face as he looked up at Maeve. "I was wrong. My dear wife, it was all my fault. I never meant for this to happen.

"But I know that no matter how I try to explain, it won't take the pain away. Should you be able to forgive me, I hope you will. If forgiveness is out of reach, please tell me how I can help alleviate your suffering. All I want is for you to live well."

Charles was a tall man, standing at a height of around six feet, yet he lay bent on the floor, weeping like a child.

Maeve kept her eyes shut, tears silently streaming down her cheeks. "I understand that being with a sickly person like me must be burdensome for you. I am not able to give birth again. I cannot fulfill your needs. And I definitely cannot take care of you as other wives do. It's understandable if you're unhappy with me."

Charles's eyes blazed with outrage. "No! My dear wife, I have never been dissatisfied with you!"

"Be quiet," Maeve's cold voice cut through the air, her eyes still shut. She had once been a formidable CEO. Even now, bedridden and gravely ill, she exuded an air of authority.

"Being with someone like me, who's living on borrowed time, I do not fault you for looking for someone else. If she's someone worthy, I'd even be happy for you. I only ask that she treats our daughter kindly. But I never imagined... Charles Luther, that you would be so hasty.