Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 254

She gazed at the takeout she had carefully packed, a hint of self–mockery tinging her thoughts.. Taking a deep breath to compose herself, she opened the door. “Mr. Dorsey, I heard you were in the hospital. Feeling better?”

Neither of the two in the room expected her visit. Max’s grip on his paperwork tightened, the slight sense of grievance he had vanishing instantly. He looked up at Brielle.

With a warm smile, Brielle placed the takeout on the bedside table.

Patrick, sensing the moment, discreetly exited, closing the door behind him, leaving them to their privacy.

Max didn’t speak, and Brielle began unpacking the food. “Have you had lunch? I brought some. things from the hotel. Care for a bite?”

The dishes were all light and bland, perfect for someone recovering from illness.

Max stayed silent, eyes fixed on the documents, though he wasn’t really reading them.

Brielle scooped up a spoonful of soup, bringing it to his lips, only to hear him ask, “Weren’t you supposed to be at home? Why the hotel?”

misspoken. The food was obviously from that particular hotel’s menu. and Max, with his own suite there, would surely know where she got it. Lies

find an excuse. Should she divulge the whole kidnapping Spencer affair? But Max was a Dorsey, after all. He wouldn’t

had some business at

gaze unsettling her, turning her normally confident demeanor

and after a while, he

tightened, her throat constricting as if choked, unable

stir the soup, her eyes reddening, striving

just a calm

felt a surge of frustration. Her seemingly indifference hurt him in ways he couldn’t describe. He held back before finally saying, “You can

the bowl and stood up with

for Max but was far from love. It was a mistake from the start, and perhaps it was for the best that it

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throat tightened. Upon opening

aback by her tear–rimmed eyes, stuttered, “Ms.

just shook her head and hurried to the elevator.

illusion? He thought he saw Ms. Brielle