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 rejecting Max’s affection; it was

contradicted his seemingly reserved exterior. It was out of concern for the baby

go of her and got up to head to the bathroom, where the sound of running water soon. filled the room. He had already taken

her phone by the bedside began to ring. She cursed her sharp eyesight and

Alivia’s game. She trusted that Max wasn’t the type to keep looking for something better while he had something good, so

have sent her abroad for convalescence, away from the troubles of Beaconsfield. So if Brielle ever showed displeasure at Alivia contacting Max because of

in the

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the same game as other women, and picked up the phone at such a moment to rile up Alivia, but while

water stopped, and his voice came through, “Who is it?”

was calm, betraying nothing.

meant something about his mother, “Can you

embarrassed when he mentioned a few

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

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

again, and Brielle glanced down at the phone, a slight smile curving her lips. Since Max had