Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 433

She was kissed breathless, gasping for air,

Max swallowed the pill, took the bottle from her hand, and placed it on the table, turning to his

mother.

Martha’s complexion had already changed the moment she saw him enter. Now, seeing Mar voluntarily take birth control, she stood up in a rage. “Maz! What in the world are you doing?

“Mother, what about you? What’s the reason for this?” His tone was indifferent as he released

Brielle’s chin.

Martha trembled, feeling as if she couldn’t breathe, on the verge of passing out. “A man, you’re a man… how can you take birth control? You’ve lost your mind!”

Martha felt a wave of weakness and fell back into her chair. “You would have her take it, but it might as well be me, Mother. You do understand the nature of Brielle’s and my relationship, right?”

Max had rarely opened up to Martha. From a very young age, he had never depended on her. but Martha had always tried to be kind to him, and he could feel it.

Unfortunately, Martha’s troubles came too early, and Max never really experienced maternal

love.

Max know that she was the one who had leaked the information. If she admitted it, there would be trouble with

but now it

Martha had a strong hostility towards her from the moment she walked in, which she couldn’t have mistaken. Then Martha had directly asked if they had done the deed, not what their relationship was, and when she asked, the disgust in

birth control in a sanatorium unless Martha had guessed that Max might bring someone

breath and grabbed Brielle’s hand. “Mother, if you refuse to see her, I won’t

loss for words. She turned to Brielle, her tone regaining composure.

drive Brielle into a corner, and Brielle was quite certain Martha was not joking. The Dorsey

sensed her stiffness and drew her into his embrace. “Mother, whatever you make Brielle

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chance for you two to meet in the future, I hope you’ll be

her teeth in fury but knew

heart was undoubtedly leaning towards Brielle. If Martha continued to make a fuss, it would

raised her hand to her chest, breathing heavily for a few moments. “Are you trying to kill

pushed Brielle towards the door. “Walt for me

she had no choice. Her eyes fell, and that feeling of exhaustion spread from the depths of her heart.

the car, she turned pale and leaned against a nearby tree, feeling queasy. The birth control pills, though

starting in her stomach. She sat down on a nearby bench and saw several doctors rush into Martha’s room from the