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 her

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

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

lukewarm 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

face was close, and Brielle felt her cheeks grow even hotter,

an IV into the back of her hand. Once

away with a tissue. Brielle’s skin was so delicate, she looked like a porcelain doll broken and discarded. Max

when his phone rang. Rubbing his aching temples, he

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

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wait until after the emergency treatment to call, but the doctors

abruptly, but leaving Brielle alone was not

to receive Max’s call. As soon as he picked up, Max

hung up. Within three seconds, he

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