Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 668

Brielle found herself envying a stranger for the first time in her life.

Had the little princess not been lost, she would have grown up adored by many. She would have had a doting grandmother, loving parents, and a brother who always kept her in his thoughts.

But alas, fate can be cruel.

Aubree was still in the restroom, leaning against the corridor wall, fresh from throwing up in front of the mirror. She had rinsed her mouth but still felt terrible. It was like a fire was burning in her stomach, and countless ants were crawling over her body.

She was about to leave when she overheard a familiar female voice. “Andrew, maybe we . should head back. Your wound hasn’t healed, and I’m really worried about you.”

It was Tessa’s voice.

Andrew had already removed the bandage on his head, requiring only five stitches. He insisted on not wearing a bandage, so the doctor took it off. His hand was more seriously injured, and the doctor had even removed a piece of glass from it.

Andrew had insisted on coming here for drinks, and Tessa, fearing for his safety, had followed him every step of the way, her voice tinged with tears. “Andrew, how about we go try on wedding dresses tomorrow?”

the mention of wedding dresses, he paused, his fingertips still. He stood nearly six–foot–three, and even the male models

he pushed open the door to a private booth and went in.

decided to step into the nearby restroom, but the sight of the person inside made her pupils

Aubree!

as if that smile provoked Tessa, whose anger flaring up instantly. “What are you laughing at? Didn’t you hear? Andrew and I are going to pick out a wedding dress. Our wedding is

about the video, her eyes gleaming with triumph. “Oh,

feel to be gang–banged? You saw the video, right? You were crying so pitifully. I didn’t realize you were so slutty. Here you are at the bar again, looking for men. It seems last

Tessa finished her taunt, Aubree pushed her, using her foot,

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onto the corridor floor, her face turning pale. Aubree stepped on her

pain, the sensation of ants crawling vanished from Aubree’s skin.

Ah!!

going to kill you!” Tessa yelled in fury, but Aubree had already

seeing a crowd had gathered. Tessa was on the ground, receiving kick after kick from Aubree, with footprints

shouted, pulling her