Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 655

Andrew was destined for a restless night. No sooner had his head touched the pillow than Tessa’s sobs pierced the silence outside. She burst into his room, her face turning ghostly pale at the sight of the bandages wrapped around his palm and head. Tears cascaded uncontrollably down her cheeks.

“Andrew, who did this to you? Oh my god, your injuries look terrible. She clutched at Andrew’s uninjured hand, her tears plopping heavily onto the back of it.

Andrew seemed numb, and his fingertips only stirred after a long pause as a frown creased his forehead. “Tessa, stop crying, please.”

Tessa’s sobs didn’t cease. “Was it Aubree? Her voice was hoarse, and she watched Andrew freeze before he denied it. “No, it wasn’t”

Panic seized Tessa, rendering her speechless. Why did her mind immediately leap to Aubree?

The same had happened when Aubree had slapped him, and he’d dismissed it, claiming he’d walked into something.

Tessa knew Andrew too well, he was not one to let offenses slide. When Brielle had slapped him, he’d wanted to lash out, to make her pay dearly, Only Aubree seemed to have the power to make Andrew swallow his pride and endure any hurt in silence without uttering a word about revenge.

A sense of dread overwhelmed Tessa, her heart pounding wildly as if she wanted to scream, to confront him with the burning question.

he love Aubree?! Had he ever truly cared for Tessa at all? Why was it always Aubree causing turmoil in

mix of hatred and fear as she carefully kissed

to escape into sleep, to wake from this nightmare. Tessa’s weeping, however, robbed

looked up at him, her eyes bloodshot. “Andrew, I love you. We’ll be together, get married, and

“Uh–huh,”

with shock. The next, he was wracked with pain so fierce he felt like doubling over to

was no dream. Aubree really had struck him because of another man. She had

He sat up, feeling a sharp pain in

drooped in a mix of resentment and pain. Hadn’t she claimed

she adored

always known of Aubree’s affection and just chose to ignore it. He’d let her orbit him like a lovesick

nothing more than a convenience, and he’d always been clear about that. So, without a hint of guilt, he’d let Aubree wait on him for years

with her, which, inconveniently, was just