Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 718

She screamed in me her voice hoarse, at the beautiful bridal gown the wore was charred at the hem, dirt smudging its once pristine whiteness

Gritting her teeth, the wanted to confront Andrew, to demand why he would treat her this way, but Andrew was just standing a short distance away, silently smoking

His lips trembled slightly, his fingers holding the cigarette until it burned down to the nuh, oblivious to the pain

Tears spilled from his eyes again, trailing down his chin to the cold, unforgiving ground Had it not been for the nights events, he would never have known he was capable of so many tears. His eyes were like a broken faucet

He dared not think of the name Aubree. The very thought was a stab of pain so intense he felt like doubling over.

The cigarette was now finished, and he got into his car parked nearby and drove away without a word

“Andrew!”

Andrew

Tessa shouted in panic, trying to rise and chase after him, but exhaustion pinned her down, forcing her to watch his car leave a tral of exhaust in its wake

She was so cold, so hungry, and to very frightened. Andrew had abandoned her Was she to spend the entire night shivering in her thin dress on the icy ground?.

She would die, she really would,

quiet

raw. But the night around her

and the next morning, she was sent back to the

estate

the fire at Andrew’s honeymoon suite spread among their social circle. Some called it an ill

she was shunned even more, labeled a jinx not only to the Rowland

very late, and after having some drinks and watching a vanety show, they had fallen asleep.

about the fire, she felt a sense of vindictive satisfaction, Serves them night! Why couldn’t that damned couple have burned

She was too tired to keep track and had slept deeply and soundly Brielle had intended to share the good news with Aubree, but she opened the guest room door and saw Aubree still sleeping soundly. Brielle simply closed it again

been a while since she had made breakfast at her place. She simmered soup and stir–fried a few dishes, then received a message from Max

at the Pearl Estate

had returned to Beaconsfield late last night, so

Пl bring breakfast. Made it

beautiful thermos

[Okay!

further and focused

her eyes weren’t too swollen. After washing up quickly, she

a shoot today, so eat up, and we’ll

and they sat down

another portion into the thermos and teased, “Oh, delivering breakfast to our esteemed CEO,

Aubree clicked her tongue in amusement and circled Brielle, “I mean, you and

it out. Let’s go, the