Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 519

Max was indeed planning Just that. Without surveillance, the situation was stacking up against Brielle. He took a punch from Andrew, right under the watchful eyes of the Rowland clan, who saw it as taking one for Brielle. Should Jaxon stir up trouble for Brielle again, it would seem out of line. After all, Jaxon was an elder and his grand–daughter recently tied the knot with the Dorsey family. He had to play nice for appearances. As for the rest of the Rowland folks, Max couldn’t care less.

Finally, Jaired pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a perfect ring of smoke. “Damn, are you playing tricks on me now?”

Max ignored him, returning to the hospital room instead.

Jaired, stuck outside, grew even more frustrated.

Inside the room, Brielle’s eyelashes fluttered twice before her eyes slowly opened. She’d just choked on water and recovered after a couple of stomach presses. Her current unconscious state was due to a lack of oxygen. Now she’s awake, and it meant she could be discharged

soon.

Max let out a sigh of relief.

Propping herself up in the hospital bed, Brielle glanced around with furrowed brows. “Did I pass out? How’s Tessa doing?”

“She’s just been brought out of the ER.”

Max handed her a cup of warm water and placed it before her.

a heavy weight settle on her. Tessa’s emergency room visit probably had the rest of the Rowlands hating her guts. And Andrew,

there hadn’t been time to think. Besides, Tessa had stirred up

be okay,” Max comforted her, glancing outside at the dark sky,

time to sleep. They could check out tomorrow morning: if she developed a fever in the middle of the

sleep, and in the morning, I’ll ask the nurse if you can be discharged.“.

there, she scooted over to make room. “Want to hop in and sleep too?”

another bed in the room.

over, curling up to sleep. Soon, she felt the bed dip, and a gentle embrace drew her in. “Don’t do anything that dangerous

if she could just decide not to. Tessa’s crazed

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Chapter 519

life, yet. in a fit of rage, she had thrown it all

morning at 7 a.m.

the room

as Tessa opened her eyes. Tessa

became alert, and Andrew held her hand. “Tessa, how are you feeling?”

took a while for Tessa to remember,

tissues to wipe her tears. “Don’t cry. What happened exactly? How did both you and Brielle end

regretting her loss of reason at the time. “Didn’t you