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.

of satisfaction, barely containing the smirk

the office, Brielle took her seat at her

couldn’t help but recall her first time with Spencer, right there in that very office. A sneer–of mockery flashed in her eyes as if she had triumphed over Brielle. If Brielle knew,

as she looked at Sydney. “Has Spencer done. something inappropriate to you?” She had noticed something off in Sydney’s gaze towards

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 been addicted

dared not. She had no power to contend

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

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shopping? The other ladies in the department love shopping,

company. Was it

words, Sydney scrutinized her calm and delicate face, which seemed aloof when

What was so special about that face other than being a bit dolled up? Despite inwardly belittling Brielle, Sydney couldn’t stop

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

choice but

massaged her temples. She hadn’t yet informed Max of her return to work. unsure of how to face him. Max had done nothing wrong from the start. He didn’t even know