Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 445

Max racked his brain, only to realize that the bulk of his time was spent chained to his desk, working overtime. The only respite from his disciplined yet dull routine was the occasional beer with Andrew and a few other colleagues.

Pulling out his phone once more, he stared at the screen. True to form, Brielle hadn’t sent any

messages.

After driving for a bit, Max couldn’t shake off his concern. He pulled over, hesitated, and then sent a text. [What are you up to?]

Worried that she was still upset with him, he pondered for a while before scrolling through the emoji options in WhatsApp and sending a rose for the first time.

Sending a rose was a safe bet, right?

Max wasn’t one for emojis, and he rarely chatted on WhatsApp. Apart from replying promptly to Brielle, he would typically ignore messages from others unless they were of utmost importance.

Brielle, however, wasn’t checking her phone. Upon waking, she just lay there, blankly staring at the ceiling. When hunger struck, she would just ask the doctor for a glucose shot.

heart felt hollow, leaving her entire being cold and numb. She felt a bone–deep chill paired with an aching pain. Her phone chimed, but it was as if she didn’t hear it. She lay

waited for a reply and started to think that maybe she didn’t like roses after all. He opened the emoji menu again, searching earnestly until he found a fireworks emoji. They had watched fireworks together once, and

sent one fireworks emoji, then decided it wasn’t enough and sent five more in a row.

silent. He started

sent successfully, so it wasn’t a service problem.

temples, reluctant to admit that Brielle might’ve been intentionally ignoring him.

it was like to be given the cold shoulder. But there was another possibility–that

he was about to call Patrick

if I take a

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had happened

“Max.”

sounded tearful, and it weighed