Chapter 89: Chapter 89

Carmela's hands struck hard against Maxwell's chest but he didn't bulge. He kept pulling her closer and tightening his lips on hers.

She couldn't breathe. She was weak and sad. It felt like she was caged in a dark room and there was no window to let air into the room.

She begged to end her life because she couldn't bring herself to do it. If only Max was still here, she could have still had a bit of her sanity.

"P-please…" she begged as her lips slightly released from Maxwell's. A tear rolled down her eyes, once more. "I'm begging you."

"Carmela, don't cry." Maxwell pulled back and looked at her pale and tender skin. He pulled her jaw up to face his. "I will always love you. Why don't you feel what I'm feeling? I can't let you die. Never!"

He pulled Carmela up into his arm. This time he led her into a room. This was a master bedroom inside of the small mansion by the beachside.