Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 282

Brielle stood frozen before the closed hospital door, baffled as to why she had run into Julian here of all places. The nurses hadn’t elaborated, but at the mention of Julian’s name, Brielle had bolted from the room without a second thought.

It wasn’t until she turned that she noticed Miranda huddled in a corner, looking guilty as sin.

Miranda shrank back for a moment but quickly stiffened her spine and retorted with righteous. indignation. “What are you staring at me for? It’s his own health that’s failing. Who else is there to blame?”

Brielle felt a surge of anger welling within her chest, making her head spin.

Miranda crossed her arms and rolled her eyes dismissively. “Well, you saw it yourself. Julian passed out because of your doings. It’s all on you, Brielle. You better call Max right away.”

With a bitter laugh, Brielle leaned against the wall, her leg pain turning her lips pale, “Because of me?”

and he fainted right at the hospital entrance. If he

her eyes for a moment, her hand hanging by her side slowly clenched into a

of that stare. How had she forgotten? Brielle was not one to be trifled with,

thought of Lillian’s three severed fingers fueled her hatred for Brielle, wishing this woman would just drop

the current situation, Miranda could not provoke Brielle further

to Brielle, and Miranda couldn’t

casting a somber glow down the hallway. Brielle sat in silence, treating Miranda as if she was invisible. A chill

with sorrow. Brielle remained seated, waiting for news

later that a doctor emerged, his mask still on, forehead beaded with sweat,

behind him were grim. Seeing their faces,

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we missed the critical window. We did everything we could. I believe he has some last words.