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.”

feeling the

car immediately, but in her daze, she heard him

to her wrist, and she was on

drink, but the fever had sapped all her strength. Something soft touched her lips, and then the

cheeks grow even hotter,

Max helped her drink, he watched the doctors finish bandaging her up and insert an

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

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

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

Chapter 238

I wanted to wait until after the emergency treatment

but leaving Brielle alone was not an option, so he called

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

seconds, he begrudgingly sent the number.

care of Brielle for a while. After arranging everything, he brushed back Brielle’s hair