Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 451

Brielle dragged herself to the office that day, mustering just enough energy to feign normalcy.

Losing a child had taken a toll on her spirit. She had barely eaten anything in days. Her appendix scar was healing but still caused her pain with every move. The doctor had. suggested she rest a few more days, yet Brielle insisted on leaving.

Only upon her departure did she realize she had been at a high–end clinic, impressed that Sydney had managed to find such a place.

Without suspicion, she went to her apartment at Pearl Estate, changed into fresh clothes, and headed straight for the office.

For most of these past days, she had been alone. The silence was too much, and her thoughts often drifted to the emptiness where her unborn child had been. Bedridden and in pain from the appendicitis, she’d become numb, as if the baby had never existed. Yet the memory of those two little lines on the test kept reminding her of the life that had been there, a life that vanished before having a chance to see the world.

Brielle yearned for the distraction of a bustling environment, to avoid sinking further into her thoughts.

Brielle entered her office and Sydney followed close behind, while Spencer was left waiting outside.

But Spencer wasn’t upset. On the contrary, he was eager to see what Brielle would do next. After losing a child because of Max’s mother, could she really continue to be with Max with no hard feelings? It seemed inevitable that they would fall out.

that moment, Spencer felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction,

took her seat at her desk.

her first time with Spencer, right there in that very office. A sneer–of mockery flashed in her eyes as if

looked at Sydney. “Has Spencer done. something inappropriate to you?” She had

skipped a beat, but she was undeniably thrilled. If it weren’t for Spencer’s explicit instructions to keep their affair secret, she might have already shouted it from the rooftops, “Your ex–fiancé has

power to

Ms. Haywood, you’re overthinking.” Sydney replied quickly, handing over some files. “By the way, Ms. Haywood, you’ve been under

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some shopping? The other ladies in the department love shopping, but I’ve noticed you

work and deeply committed to the company. Was it because of this dedication

Sydney’s words, Sydney scrutinized her calm and delicate face,

face. What was so special about that face other than being a

having rarely indulged in such activities. “I’ll keep the files. You may go,” Brielle said coolly, her gaze returning to the pile of documents on

choice

yet informed Max of her return to work. unsure of how to