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.”

eyes, feeling the sting on

Max to start the car immediately, but in her daze, she heard him call out earnestly, “Brielle.”

already at the hospital. Two doctors tended to her wrist, and

water was brought to her. She licked her dry lips, intending to drink, but the fever had sapped all her strength. Something soft touched her lips, and then the water trickled into

her cheeks grow even hotter, closing her eyes again to escape from this intimacy.

an IV into the back of her hand. Once done, he stepped back, orderly

tissue. Brielle’s skin was so delicate, she looked like a porcelain doll broken and discarded. Max still couldn’t understand the palpitations he felt upon seeing her, a sensation

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

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

Chapter 238

has worsened. She collapsed last night and has been calling out for you. I wanted to wait until after the emergency treatment to call, but the doctors suggested I inform the

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

Andrew hung up. Within three seconds, he begrudgingly

care of Brielle for a while. After arranging everything, he brushed back Brielle’s hair and kissed her forehead before asking Patrick to