Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 417

“Just rest if you’re tired,” he said as he lay on his side, pulling her close by the waist.

Brielle turned to nestle into his embrace, hearing his lingering question. “Sure, you don’t want. that cartoon–themed down jacket?”

So that was still on his mind.

In Max’s eyes, Brielle was unlike any other woman. She might’ve appeared dull, but her thoughts were more intricate than anyone’s, never demanding anything from him, nor voicing her own needs. Yet, that very fact left Max on edge, always fearing he might inadvertently. cross some unseen boundary and accumulate enough disappointments in her to walk away in silence.

Brielle was like the shattered bits of colored glass in a kaleidoscope, tiny and fragmented, hidden deep within, and impossible to fully see.

Max was willing to fulfill all her wishes if only she would ask, but she never did, so he remained clueless about her desires.

“No, let’s just sleep,” she replied.

Max’s arm, draped around her waist, tightened, and he gave a reassuring pat. “Okay, let’s sleep.”

was just best to be cautious during the early stages of pregnancy.

end in sight, which completely contradicted his seemingly reserved exterior. It

where the sound of running water soon. filled the room. He had already taken a shower that night; he probably wanted

a pang of guilt, Brielle was just turning over when her phone by the bedside began to ring. She cursed her sharp

type to keep looking for something better while he had something good, so he must have made his stance. clear to Alivia. But Alivia knew how to use Max’s mother as a tie, binding their relationship

abroad for convalescence, away from the troubles of Beaconsfield. So

intrusive in

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while effective, that tactic

water stopped, and his voice came

Brielle’s tone was

frowned slightly; a call at this hour likely meant something about his mother, “Can you take it for me? Ask what’s needed. I’ll be a few minutes.”

when he mentioned a

him any good in this chilly weather. But wasn’t all of this her doing?

touch her earlier, showing her utmost respect. Now, he was deferring to her to handle a call from

slight