Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 716

Andrew’s head was buried in Aubree’s neck, and he felt as if his whole body were floating, empty of substance.

His eyes blazed with a searing agony.

“Aubree.”

Tm sorry.

His arms encircled Aubree, his knobby hands loosened their grip feebly, his throat was choked up, and tears fell onto her skin.

Aubree just stood there, motionless, on his wedding night. With his wife’s horified gaze upon them, he begged Aubree humbly to stay. It struck Aubree as funny, but she couldn’t muster a single laugh.

She remembered the day and moment her gaze first landed on him. Back then, she hadn’t realized this man would become her greatest joy and her deepest despair,

Maybe that was just life, spending ages in confusion, investing in the wrong things, only to grow in a few fleeting moments. “Happy wedding day” She said calmly, then pushed past him and walked toward the door.

a buzzing in her ears. She wanted to scream in terror and slap Aubree across

I’m sorry, please don’t do

tears flowed so fiercely that he could barely see what was in front of him. He was panicked and afraid. He was afraid

to him. Now, she wanted to retreat unscathed. How could she?

be abandoned. Aubree pried his fingers off one by one, but he embraced her tightly from behind. “Don’t

knew Andrew’s tears could be so plentiful. Suddenly, Aubree felt like crying too, though she probably ran out of tears because nothing came. She

sadness

felt as if she were about to break Andrew’s fingers to push him away. She said nothing, just walked

stripped away, offering no reaction at all. Perhaps when one was utterly hopeless, that was the expression

her ears like a knife carving at her heart. Andrew had never cried for her, and she had never seen this side of

Aubree gone, Andrew slowly sank to the floor, hands covering his face, shoulders shaking,

the man she wanted most, and it should have been a joyous return to spend the evening. She even prepared her body meticulously, but what she returned to was this scene.

even sparing her a glance.

her to

a deep sense of humiliation, as if