Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 283

Brielle felt as if her legs had turned to jelly, and her walking cane clattered to the floor with a sound that seemed to echo through the sterile silence of the hospital corridor. She could hardly make out what Miranda was babbling about; to her, everyone’s lips seemed to be moving in slow motion, like fish gasping for air on dry land.

Her eyes locked onto Julian as he was wheeled out, his gaunt face was ashen and lifeless. It was as if the scene jolted her back to reality, and she suddenly found the strength to walk over to the bedside. “Grandpa, can you hear me? It’s me, Bri.”

Julian clung to life by a thread, his eyes murky, reflecting the dim light like polluted water. At the sound of her voice, a faint spark of recognition flickered in him. “Bri…”

Tears streamed down Brielle’s cheeks as she took his hand, “Yes, it’s me.”

Julian struggled to sit up, but he was too exhausted. His lips parted with great effort, and after what seemed like an eternity, he whispered, “Money.”

But Brielle couldn’t understand. Tears blurred her vision as she leaned closer to catch his words.

“Money in the chest, for Bri.”

Hearing the word ‘dowry,‘ Brielle squeezed his hand tighter, “I understand, the money.”

was the last unfinished business he had. His eyelids were heavy, fighting to stay open, but he managed a tender

“Live well, Bri.”

was years ago when Julian had

Live well.

so many years had passed. Julian had survived that trip to the emergency room, and how Brielle wished this time would be the same. But after those words. Julian gave her

out, her eyes wide with shock, gripping his wrist in desperation. Julian’s warmth gradually

happening. She held Julian’s hand to her lips. breathing on it in

over the weathered back of his hand. The little warmth she could muster was like breath on

Julian was gone.

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the floor, numb to the pain in her legs. She must be dreaming, a nightmare. she longed

came to her aid, draping a white

stared, lips clenched, unable to

Brielle, he’s at peace now. Please, take a moment to grieve, but

comfort her and then turned to Miranda, who had collapsed on the floor, not out of grief, but out of