My Love Until the Last Goodbye (Mary and Maximus) novel Chapter 1121

Theodore was having his usual morning cup of coffee while watching his wife devour everything on the table.

The couple was having breakfast in the garden of their beautiful home in Lunavalle. If anyone had asked him how he felt, he'd have said—without a doubt—that he was incredibly happy.

After years of living alone, years spent across different generations with Peter, Alden, and Ethan, he was now living peacefully and happily in the stunning Valentian countryside, beside his beautiful wife, who was slowly getting used to her new life.

He watched her closely, those big, beautiful eyes of hers. She was gradually adapting to her new surroundings and the customs of life in Valentia.

She was still the same helpful and attentive woman she'd always been, but at least she stopped wearing clothes deemed old fashioned. These days, she was also starting to stop calling him "my lord" and was beginning to say "my love" instead.

Yes, Theodore had to admit he was much older than his wife. But just the fact that she was sharing her life with him made him feel younger. He no longer felt as tired as he used to—now he had someone to share his days with.

Their late-night conversations sometimes lasted well into the early morning. Bringing Fiona Sawyer into his life had been the best decision he had ever made.

"Easy, my dear... you're going to choke on your food," Theodore said, watching his wife tear through her breakfast.

"Theodore... I don't know what's going on with me lately, but I'm starving all the time, and I've been so tired. Do you think you could take me to see a doctor? Or maybe a herbal healer? She could check me out—there's probably something strange going on, I've been feeling so off."

Theodore looked at her carefully. She was right—Fiona had been acting differently lately. She was sleeping more than usual, even though she was normally a very active woman, and she was eating way more than she used to. Her usual appetite was always small.

Since their marriage, Theodore had taken great care of Fiona, but that had been second nature to him for years already. So seeing her now devouring everything in sight definitely raised some flags.

Without a second thought, he took her to the doctor for a routine checkup.

It could've been the stress of adjusting to a new country or the sadness of being away from her son. Whatever it was, he figured it was something that could be fixed with a little medicine and some rest.

Theodore knew it had been hard for Fiona to be apart from her son. They had lived together for 23 years, and they had been each other's only constant.

"Mr. and Mrs. Bennett," said the doctor, "I've just reviewed all the tests we ran, and everything looks perfectly normal. In fact, I'd say everything is excellent."

"We all know you're not exactly newlyweds in your twenties," he added with a smile, "but everything checks out. That said, it would be wise for you to start looking for a good OB-GYN to manage the rest of the process."

"Excuse me?" Theodore said, confused. "I'm not sure I understand… could you be more clear?"

"Oh, yes! Well, based on the lab results, I can confirm that Mrs. Fiona Bennett is pregnant—about three months along."

Theodore went completely silent at the news. Fiona, for her part, was stunned too. She'd thought her period had already started to go away for good, so it hadn't been regular for some time. Missing it didn't seem unusual anymore.

"Doctor, are you completely sure about this?" Fiona asked in her limited Valentian.