Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 709

Frankly, Andrew still couldn’t fathom how, in such a short time apart, Aubree managed to have sex with three different men, and bear such deep marks on her body?

Aubree wasn’t the Clements family’s own flesh and blood, but she was raised in luxury, coddled and cared for. A mere paper cut on her finger would have her wailing in pain. So, when Andrew lost control for the first time, he ended up receiving several stinging slaps and learned his lesson the hard way. He had to comfort Aubree with sweet nothings until she agreed to sleep with him again. From then on, he made sure never to leave a single scratch on her skin.

But the marks he saw that day were too harsh, too telling of the ferocity behind them. How much it must have hurt.

Aubree couldn’t stand him being so unrestrained with her, yet she tolerated it from others.

Andrew was seething with rage. Gripping Aubree’s phone tightly, he entered her birthday as the password. It was incorrect.

He tried his own birthday next. Still wrong.

His frown deepened, and he finally keyed in the date of their first passionate encounter, a day that should have been memorable.

Wrong again.

Three attempts, and now he was locked out for an hour. Damn it!

in an instant, and he was about to use his own phone to call someone who could crack the

wasn’t up fa

then

slap in the

back. “Andrewe buzzed to life. Tessa’s tearful voice

back. “Andrew, I’m feeling a little scared at home. Can you come over and keep

in the morning. The dress has arrived, and your suit’s here too. Don’t you want

that Andrew knew she had tampered with his food. “Andrew, you’re all I

marry Tessa tomorrow. He had seemingly forgotten about the wedding the moment

respond. “Andrew, I’ve heard people say that Aubree’s

anger. Recalling the foolish things he’d done at the hotel filled him with shame. He

had been in this room, too? How low could she stoop?

then cooled abruptly, leaving him feeling

Why had he come here once more? Without another thought, he strode

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