Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 940

Ten days until the next dose of meds, and the pain was already unbearable. Ethan knew it would only get worse as the days dragged on.

He pulled Brielle close, resting his chin on her shoulder from behind, watching as she kept scrolling through Twitter, occasionally tossing out comments about some celebrity.

"Remember when Keiran signed up for Twitter? He practically crashed the app with all his followers. Dude's on fire. Now he's making movies. That flick's gonna sweep the awards."

Ethan squinted slightly and extended a finger to swipe across her phone screen, stopping on a tweet Brielle had posted in a moment of boldness. Now, with Ethan's eyes on it, she felt a twinge of embarrassment.

But with over three hundred thousand comments, deleting it would only stir up more drama, with accusations of lying and such.

Ethan chuckled at the post.

Right in front of Brielle, he whipped out his own phone. The app was re-downloaded, but he had to fiddle with identity verification. A minute wasted, and he was logged in.

His sole follow was still Brielle.

of Twitter. He tapped into Brielle's profile,

that didn't seem enough. He retweeted it with three words: "My girlfriend" followed by two

He wasn't one for social media, not even bothering with a proper username just a jumble of characters-and yet, he'd downloaded this app repeatedly for her sake.

that before, but Ethan had no such desire. If he had

hidden-Ethan thought, why not let the

scrolled through her mountain of comments, found Ethan's, and replied with a kiss

catapulted that obscure account to

Ethan set the phone aside and carried Brielle upstairs. Her phone remained downstairs as they lay in bed, oblivious to the online tempest brewing. Especially when nosy netizens dug into that no-name account and saw the

dude? Thinks he's Max because she

Get help, not

guy behind the screen daydream, she'd want to chop off that

girlfriend? Try showing some serious intent with five million

Looks like the sort who'd

movie's

ve, his

under ten thousand mocking