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.

the two doctors exchanged a knowing glance. Their task was complete. Back in their office, they couldn’t help but sigh. “When will we

but if it weren’t for the appendectomy, she’d have realized soon enough that she hadn’t had a D&C. But

dirty laundry could fill a

recall unpleasant memories, their faces

was a blank void. Her

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

name on the screen.

me to hang up

from not

message for me. Tell him I’ve gone to stay with Aubree

could you open my contacts and find Aubree’s name? Send her a text saying if Maxasts about

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 phone down, she

Sydney being at her home

“Just a lady.”

have been Sydney,

appetite. “Just give me a glucose IV. I don’t want to eat anything.” She just

nurse nodded, setting up the IV before drawing the curtains around the bed