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.”

closed her eyes, feeling the sting on her

expected Max to start the car immediately, but in her daze, she heard him call out

they were already at the hospital. Two doctors tended to her wrist, and she was on the

She licked her dry lips, intending to drink, but the fever had sapped all her strength. Something soft touched

and Brielle felt her cheeks grow even hotter, closing her eyes again to

her drink, he watched the doctors finish bandaging her up and insert an IV into the back of her hand. Once done, he stepped back, orderly and

so delicate, she looked like a porcelain doll broken

first light, and he had not slept all night when his phone rang. Rubbing his aching temples, he saw the call was from overseas, from Alivia. His

moistening Brielle’s lips with a cotton swab as

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for you. I wanted to wait until after the emergency treatment to call, but the doctors suggested I inform the family

felt a jolt in his heart and stood up abruptly, but leaving Brielle alone was not an option, so he

was surprised to receive Max’s call. As soon as he picked up, Max asked, “What’s Aubree’s number?”

up. Within three seconds, he

everything, he brushed back Brielle’s hair and kissed