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

but in her daze,

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

to drink, but the fever had sapped all her strength. Something soft touched her lips, and then the water trickled into her mouth.

even hotter, closing

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

so delicate, she looked like a porcelain doll broken and discarded. Max still

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

lips with a cotton swab as he inquired about the situation on the

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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

heart and stood up abruptly, but leaving Brielle alone was not an

Rowland estate and was surprised to receive

hung up. Within three seconds, he begrudgingly sent

he brushed back