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.”

sleepy. It wasn’t that she was rejecting Max’s affection; it was just best

was no end in sight, which completely contradicted his seemingly reserved exterior. It was out of concern for

the sound of running water soon. filled the room. He had already taken a shower

phone by the bedside began to

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

he wouldn’t have sent her abroad for convalescence, away from the troubles of Beaconsfield. So if Brielle ever showed displeasure at Alivia contacting Max because of Martha, that would be Alivia’s

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 effective, that tactic also disrespected Max himself. So, she got up, took the phone, and knocked on the bathroom door. “Max, your phone’s ringing.”

of water stopped, and his voice came through,

Brielle’s tone was calm,

“Can you take it for me? Ask what’s

bit embarrassed when

cold shower wasn’t doing him any good in this chilly weather. But wasn’t all of this

handle a call from another woman. Sometimes, Brielle even felt that seducing Max had been the most correct decision of

Brielle glanced down at the phone, a slight smile curving