Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 442

Brielle awoke to a feeling of utter exhaustion, her body devoid of strength. She could hear voices outside her room, murmuring in hushed tones.

“The poor girl lost the baby. They forced some meds on her and did the D&C.”

“Wasn’t she out of it when she arrived? Why did they even need anesthesia?”

“They performed an appendectomy. If she had gotten here any later, that appendix would’ve done her in.”‘

“It’s a shame. So young, and now it’s going to be tough for her to get pregnant again.”

“High society is a minefield of drama, isn’t it? We can’t disobey Ms. Martha’s orders. If anyone’s to blame, it’s just her rotten luck.”

Lying there, staring at the stark white ceiling tiles, Brielle felt the pain not just in her body but spreading across her heart. She blinked her stinging eyes, trying to lift a finger to touch her surgical scars, but she was too drained, completely spent.

Why was being with Max so exhausting? What was so wrong about loving someone that an innocent life had to pay the price?

Biting her lip, she looked at the ceiling, tears silently trailing down her face.

two doctors exchanged a knowing glance. Their task was complete. Back in their

the appendectomy, she’d have realized soon enough that she hadn’t had a D&C. But now, with this surgery, she’ll need to rest. Considering she thought she was pregnant, she’ll assume it was

could fill a whole laundromat.”

ended as both seemed to recall unpleasant memories, their faces

Brielle, on the hospital bed, kept her eyes tightly shut. Her mind was a blank void.

lacked the strength to answer it until a nurse came in,

could just make out the flashing name on the screen. It was Max. But she didn’t want to

want me to hang up

parched from not having sipped water since the night before.

voice was hoarse as she whispered, “Please, send him a message for me. Tell him I’ve gone to stay with Aubree

her a text saying if

nurse, seeing her politeness and how she struggled to maintain composure in her weakened state, felt a wave of guilt, but once you were part of this clinic, you couldn’t share its secrets with the outside world. So she did as Brielle asked, and after putting the

Brielle remembered Sydney being at her home before everything went

“Just a lady.”

must have been Sydney,

slowly; she had no appetite. “Just give me a glucose IV. I don’t want to eat anything.” She just needed that to sustain

drawing