Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 178

She had wanted to approach him further, but Max’s countenance was so ice–cold that it made. her shrink back, scurrying into her own room.

“Brielle?”

Max tapped on the door and rang the doorbell several times.

Amidst a groggy haze, Brielle thought she heard her name being called.

A burning pain seared through her stomach as she slowly awoke, hearing the doorbell and Max’s voice, mistaking them for auditory hallucinations.

Shouldn’t he have returned to the Dorsey family manor by now? And wouldn’t the Dorsey. household be buzzing with activity tonight?

Brielle frowned, feeling as though her blood was freezing over, unsure if it was due to the drop in temperature or the chill in her heart.

“Brielle!”

The urgency in the man’s voice helped her realize that it wasn’t her imagination.

Struggling to her feet, she made her way to the door and opened it.

Max’s face tightened at the sight of her pale complexion and bloodstained lips. “Stomachache?”

She nodded, her eyelashes fluttering with drops of sweat rolling down.

up in his arms and

chest, listening to his racing heartbeat,

out, placing her gently in the passenger seat and leaned over

head back, hand over her stomach, hoping the position might alleviate some

seatbelt, Max moved to the

it was Spencer who had upset her, and just thinking about the whole affair made her feel irritable. She was also worried about those

forgot to eat.”

salary I give you

chest tight with anger and eyes brimming with tears, her hand at her

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Seeing that they had already reached the hospital, he parked the car and considered carrying her

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him away, trudging up the nearby staircase with labored

seconds

of confusion, as he

precious time. I’ll also take a few days off. The business trip will have

Max watched her retreating figure, he couldn’t help

elevator was right there, but because it was too close to him, Brielle had chosen the

in place for a moment before slowly following her. “Why

foot sent sharp jabs of pain through her stomach, yet turning

hand gripped the railing, slick with