Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Brielle didn't plan to ask Andrew. She noticed that Aubree's wounds had already been tended to. "What happened?"

Looking slightly resigned, Aubree raised a hand to rub her forehead. "Just took a tumble while filming, scraped up a bit, that's all." Brielle asked the doctor to make sure the wounds weren't deep and breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared the crap out of me."

The last thing she wanted was more news about Aubree getting hurt.

She had driven there with her fingers trembling on the wheel. Thankfully, it was only a minor injury.

Aubree didn't say a word, but she understood why Brielle was acting this way. Both of them were haunted by the memories of that night - one pretending not to care, and the other pretending they could help each other move on. In truth, neither had moved on.

Brielle's legs were still shaky, and after taking a deep breath, she patted Aubree's shoulder. "Where's Ricardo? Have you two eaten dinner?"

"Ms. Haywood."

No sooner had she spoken than Ricardo's voice came from outside, his hands carrying a bag of medical supplies.

Brielle nodded. "Let's head back, Aubree, skip filming tonight. I know it's just a scratch, but don't push yourself."

Aubree agreed.

The three of them walked out, naturally bumping into Andrew.

He had been leaning against the wall and straightened up instantly upon seeing them. Anxious about a sharp retort from Aubree, he turned away, rasping, "I was just passing by."

His fingertips dangled by his side. When Aubree had fallen, he had rushed to cushion her fall, and his hand had been pierced by sharp glass. He just kept his injured palm against his trousers, the fabric soaking up the blood, leaving no trace on the ground. His face was tinged with pain, yet he seemed numb, pursing his lips and deliberately avoiding Aubree's gaze.

frowned, oblivious to his injury. "Don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong next time." She didn't

felt a pang in his chest. His breathing was erratic, but he still

would pierce through him, he chose

murmured, his eyes reddening

notice his distress. She followed

however, cast a lingering glance at Andrew. He chose

Aubree to stay with her at Pearl Estate that night. Aubree's house was sold, and she was temporarily staying with the crew. However, Aubree insisted on returning to the set, mentioning Ricardo

Pearl Estate, it was eleven

inside as she was about

from Brielle for

fuming

stood still, but Max seemed to hear her and quickly approached, pulling the door open with a

lip, too exhausted to think, almost ready to collapse on

mind was replaying his earlier words. Who was

tried to look up at Max, who, for the first time, seemed evasive. "Brielle, go

moved towards the bathtub, unaware of how she even got

down and helped

why he wasn't at

restless. She tossed and turned and barely managed to drift off, only to dream of the orphanage

en

destroying many records. She couldn't recall the specifics of that

because Mark had a