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.

him a bowl of chicken

you haven't had anything decent to eat

at her and opened his mouth,

soup. His mouth moved deftly, as if he was used to being pampered

room was filled with the scent of herbal

pungent aroma of herbs had

more herbs. She was the village's only herbalist, and her family depended on the sale of

and dried them,

months to

get

month, although her mother's medical expenses took up half

bronzed from constant sun exposure, had a healthy and athletic glow. This wasn't favored in her country, where pale and delicate features were the beauty standard. But in the West, her sun-kissed, muscular physique was

she dressed lightly for herb gathering. Inside her room, she efficiently stripped off her coat, sliding two knives

her shirt, revealing her toned abs. Though in this isolated village, no one knew the allure of a

and

mother and