Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 850

Brielle felt a knot in her stomach remembering her first run-in with Dustin. It hadn't exactly been a warm welcome, but there was no hostility in his demeanor. Their eyes locked, and he seemed startled before inviting her to be his date. Blood ties are perhaps the most inexplicable force in the world.

Dustin had always hoped Brielle could be his sister. But back then, she had her own family, and with the Fox family scandal blowing up, both of them shied away from such thoughts. Now, Dustin had disappeared with the truth.

Brielle watched Raymond and the woman next to him, Annie, feeling too hesitant to approach. Instead, she hid.

From the moment she set foot on this land, her heart was a whirlwind of nerves and excitement.

Tears streamed down her face when she saw the model airplane.

Dustin was undoubtedly the best brother anyone could ask for.

He just had to be okay.

In a remote mountain village.

Dustin lay in bed, his torso still wrapped in bandages.

a bowl of chicken noodle soup, avoiding eye

had anything decent

his mouth, signaling for

the soup. His mouth moved deftly, as if

soup, Emma changed his bandages. The room was

aroma of herbs had

to his wounds, Emma hurried outside to dry more herbs. She was the village's only herbalist, and her

cleaned and dried

to town every couple of months to sell the dried herbs. It

get

could bring in about two thousand a month, although her mother's medical expenses

in her country, where pale and delicate features were the beauty standard. But in the West, her sun-kissed, muscular physique

early spring, she dressed lightly for herb gathering. Inside her room, she efficiently

gaze caught Emma lifting her shirt, revealing her toned abs. Though in this isolated village, no

and unmarried,

mother and