Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 180

Max set down his spoon and picked up a napkin from the table, gently wiping the corner of Brielle’s mouth.

Brielle flinched away as if Michael was watching right beside them, her whole body tense with discomfort.

Her evasion only made Max’s gaze grow more intense. He caught her chin in his hand, his words directed to Michael though he wasn’t there.

“Not at Premier Palace.”

“Then where are you?”

Brielle’s pupils contracted, a shiver running through her as she saw the displeasure spread across his face. She bit her lower lip, a mixture of excitement, tension, and panic swirling in her

chest.

Max took a few seconds to savor her expression, his eyes twinkling with amusement, “I’m at the hospital with…”

Before he could finish. Brielle’s lips met his, sealing them shut.

Her action was almost reflexive, spurred by her frantic state.

Michael’s voice echoed in his ear.

“What are you doing at the hospital? Are you not feeling well?

Max, which hospital are you at? I’ll send someone to look after you.”

Brielle’s lips quivered against his, her eyelashes fluttering with anxiety.

Max found himself charmed, he gently bit her lip, savoring the moment.

Heat flooded Brielle’s cheeks, and she wanted to retreat but couldn’t, her hands tensed to the point where the IV in her arm began to show traces of blood backflow.

let her go, then replied to Michael.

need, it’s a minor issue. I’ll be there

to constantly remind you over the phone. Since Jose is here tonight, let’s discuss your and Alivia’s situation in detail. Anyway, come back soon,

“Yeah.”

Brielle. “I’ll have someone come

hospital room fell silent. As he stood to leave, his coat was tugged at.

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up at him, her grip loosening only after a long moment, “No need, I’ll go home once the

staying for two days. It’s

his crumpled coat, his tone

the smell

Haywood family, each hospital stay meant waking up alone to

Max was headed to the Dorsey family estate to discuss his marriage to

could their relationship

a condemned prisoner awaiting

don’t want to stay, then go to Premier

to go back to

Brielle’s eyes dropped.

pain, but her heart began to

beauty, as

are you really thinking

down to look

business world but clueless about the intricacies of a woman’s heart. Brielle felt weary, leaning back

stood by the bed, a sharp sting piercing his

a surge of inexplicable irritation

thousand scenarios of what she

with me

discuss marriage plans with the Barnes