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.

buzzing in her ears. She wanted to scream in terror and slap Aubree across the face. but she was drained of all strength, like a clown excluded from the show, watching Andrew clutch at Aubree with earnest

please don’t do

in front of him. He was panicked and afraid. He was afraid she might actually step back into the sister role

first and came to him. Now, she wanted

his fingers off one by

her neck, probably soaking through her clothes. She never knew Andrew’s tears could be so plentiful. Suddenly, Aubree felt like crying too, though she

sadness

she were about to break Andrew’s fingers to push him away. She said nothing, just walked past Tessa

to move, as if all her senses had been stripped away, offering no reaction

ears like a knife carving at her heart. Andrew had never

slowly sank to the floor, hands covering his face, shoulders shaking, and ragged sobs

was her wedding night, she was married to the man she wanted most, and

was gone, not even sparing her a

her, allowing her to have

felt a deep sense of humiliation,