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 she was drained of all strength, like a clown

I’m sorry, please don’t do this.

could barely see what was in front of him. He was panicked and afraid. He was afraid

and came to

Aubree pried his fingers off one by one, but he embraced her

never knew Andrew’s tears could be so plentiful. Suddenly, Aubree felt like crying too, though she probably ran out of tears

sadness

fingers to push him away. She said nothing, just walked past Tessa and

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

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

floor, hands covering his face, shoulders

was married to the man she wanted most, and it should have been a joyous return to

not even sparing her a

her, allowing her to

felt a deep sense of humiliation,