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.

ever truly cared for Tessa at all? Why was it

a mix of hatred and fear as she carefully kissed his

to escape into sleep, to wake from this nightmare. Tessa’s weeping, however, robbed him of any peace. It took a half–hour before he opened his eyes irritably. “Enough,

her eyes bloodshot. “Andrew, I love you. We’ll be together,

“Uh–huh,”

of emotion swelled in Andrew’s eyes. One moment, he was numb with shock. The next, he was

dream. Aubree really had struck him because of another man. She had

vanished was slowly returning. He sat up, feeling a sharp pain in his palm. Fury prickled through him. The shock had been too great before to properly punish Aubree.

lashes drooped in a mix of resentment and pain. Hadn’t she claimed to love him? Hadn’t

she adored him?

He’d let her orbit him like

always been clear about that. So, without a hint of guilt, he’d let Aubree wait on him for years while he

with her, which, inconveniently, was just days