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.

cold and a buzzing in her ears. She wanted to scream in terror and slap Aubree across the face. but

please don’t

fiercely that he could barely see what was in front of him. He was panicked and afraid. He was afraid she might actually

first and came to him. Now, she wanted

abandoned. Aubree pried his fingers

could be so plentiful. Suddenly, Aubree felt like

sadness

a deep breath, she felt as if she were about to break Andrew’s fingers to push him away.

frozen against the wall, unable to move, as if all her senses had been stripped away, offering no reaction at all. Perhaps when

carving at her heart.

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

was married to 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

not even sparing her

her, allowing her to have

felt a deep sense of humiliation, as if