Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 238

Brielle was cradled in Max’s arms as they exited the Rowland estate, her head buried in his chest, drawing in a bit of warmth. The night breeze carried a chill, but the sanctuary of his embrace was like a shelter from the storm.

Love could lead one astray, and she feared the fall. Just this once, she’d indulge herself.

Silently, she resolved to rely on him, if only for a moment.

Max gently placed her in the passenger seat and leaned over to buckle her seatbelt. “I’ll take you to the hospital.”

“It’s okay. Aside from a few slaps to the face, I’m fine.”

There was a tense shadow in Max’s eyes, but his fingers tenderly grazed her cheek. “Who did this?”

It was Sophia who had struck her, but Brielle was a woman of her word. Since Sophia had chosen her as a partner, she couldn’t very well turn around and retaliate without mercy. Partnerships were built on trust.

“Let’s just say I slapped myself.”

she closed her eyes, feeling

immediately, but in her daze, she heard

eyes, she realized they were already at the hospital. Two doctors tended to her wrist, and she was on the verge of passing out

dry lips, intending to drink, but the fever had sapped

close, and Brielle felt her cheeks grow even hotter,

bandaging her up and insert an IV into the back of her hand. Once done, he stepped back, orderly and calm.

like a porcelain doll broken and discarded. Max still couldn’t understand the palpitations

light, and he had not slept all night when his phone rang. Rubbing his

phone aside, moistening Brielle’s lips with a cotton swab as he

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wanted to wait until after the emergency treatment to call, but the doctors suggested I

felt a jolt in his heart and stood up abruptly, but

the night at the Rowland estate and was surprised to receive Max’s call. As soon as he picked up, Max asked, “What’s Aubree’s

Andrew hung up. Within three seconds, he

he brushed back Brielle’s hair and