Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 976

"Max, I'm not leaving."

Max stood there, one hand bracing against the beam, his suit now covered in dust.

"Brielle, please, listen to me."

He reached out with his other hand, gently touching her cheek.

"I'm so sorry about the baby. That's on me."

"If I can't be with you, I just want you to have a safe and peaceful life."

Tears blurred Brielle's vision; she could barely see what was in front of her.

Andrew stepped forward and swept her up in a firm embrace, not looking back as he left. "No!!"

Brielle reached out for Max, but only managed to brush the tips of his fingers.

His fingers slipped through her grasp, and his figure grew smaller and smaller in the chaos.

"No."

Brielle cried out, but no sound came.

The explosions continued, but all she heard was the sound of her world falling apart.

She had dreamed of celebrating their love in front of everyone, exchanging rings, her white wedding dress gleaming.

They would look into each other's eyes, not caring about the whispers around them.

dreamed so many beautiful, splendid,

imagined the dream would end

into a tale of folly and

her heart would finally heal, but it seemed like fate was

later,

arrived, and the madness

sun streamed through the window, casting golden shadows on

her took a handkerchief and

doctor, "When will she wake

afternoon," the doctor

The man nodded.

the doctor left, the room

incident, and Andrew, with minor injuries, was already

trapped in her

her sleep, she had miscarried;

had feared the baby might not survive,

fire started or why there was an

Brielle and Aubree, no one made

had been strange, the explosion sudden and without

was about to wake

she handle all

had lost her

She had lost Max.

caring for her tirelessly for a month, juggling Lynch family matters while staying in

he first heard from Beaconsfield that

had flown belongs to

North America i