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.

an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, barely containing the smirk on

her seat at

sneer–of mockery flashed in her eyes as if she

something inappropriate to you?” She had noticed something off in Sydney’s gaze

Spencer’s explicit instructions to keep their affair secret, she might have already shouted

had no power to contend with the

quickly, handing over some files. “By the way, Ms. Haywood, you’ve been under the weather and probably in a bad

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meal, watch a movie, or do some shopping? The other ladies in

committed to the company. Was it because of

calm

was so special about that face other than being a bit dolled up? Despite

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

had no choice but to leave.

her temples. She hadn’t yet informed Max of her return to work. unsure of how to face him. Max had