Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 909

Chapter 909

Brielle finally relaxed after Dustin's comforting words, putting her worries about Sarah to rest.

Lying in bed, she couldn't seem to find sleep, tossing and turning restlessly. Frustrated, she got up, threw on a sweater, and wandered over to the study. Max was still on a remote call, but Brielle had no clue which company he was talking to this time. Noticing her approach, Max quickly closed his laptop. "Brielle, about the baby..."

It was the third time today he had tried to bring up the subject, but each time, Brielle had skillfully changed the topic.

Brielle had heard the doctor's concerns about her health. She was still in the dark about the birth control pills, so she held onto the belief that she could safely deliver the baby, thinking Max's worries were solely about the risk to both her and the child.

For many women with frail health, childbirth was akin to a brush with death. Brielle, less than two months pregnant, was already experiencing severe symptoms, rapidly losing weight. If this continued, she feared she would only grow weaker.

She moved closer to Max, leaning in to grasp his hand.

get plenty of rest. You have to believe me, my health

hope. She was finally ready to face the topic of the baby head-on, yet she stubbornly believed she

to keep her emotions steady. The doctor had warned about Brielle's tendency to brood. Considering all she had been through, compounded by recent events, it was

but his heart ached. Despite countless check-ups, the prognosis remained the same-the baby couldn't be

the child had a chance of surviving, he

to the

You know

a mental dead end, convinced that the hospital was unreliable, that everyone was out to harm he baby.

only overwhelming sorrow. He rested his chin on her shoulder, his eyelashes casting a veil over

chances for us. If you want

agree to anything but this

She couldn't feel any movement inside yet, just the occasional wave of nausea. But this sense

won't let anything happen