Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 982

Patrick couldn't bring himself to meet her gaze; his own eyes were swollen from a month's worth of tears, finally accepting the hard truth that the CEO was gone.

"Ms. Brielle, please take care of yourself. I'm about to start a new job at Dream Tech Designs, so I won't be staying around here."

Leaving all the documents behind, Patrick's voice was hoarse, each word trembling as though it were wrung out of him.

"The CEO was most worried about you, Ms. Brielle. He hoped you wouldn't give up on yourself. Before the explosion, his actions were like those of a man putting his affairs in order. He had mentioned transferring his shares, an idea I rejected. I didn't know his secrets, but I kept thinking that maybe he wouldn't just vanish so easily. Perhaps on a serene, sunlit day, he'd return, and before that day, he'd endure many hardships to come back to you. So, Ms. Brielle, you need to pull yourself together too."

Using Max to console Brielle seemed to be the most effective method.

Since Brielle refused to accept the reality of his disappearance, it was best to leave her with a glimmer of hope.

Max would return.

One day.

On a serene, sunlit day.

As for when that day would be, no one could say.

A spark of life returned to Brielle's eyes. She had been about to tear up the documents, but now she grew calm.

That evening, she began to eat again, which moved Dustin to tears. He quickly instructed the kitchen to prepare a hearty meal to help her regain her strength.

seemed to return to normal, even

yet couldn't shake off his worry. Was she truly

Brielle accidentally shattered an empty bowl she had intended

as Dustin was about to stoop to pick them up, he saw her step over the broken porcelain with her phone turned off, as

long is your trip, and when will

forgetting his intention to crouch

to see her barefoot, standing by the French doors, gazing at the flowers outside

soon is 'soon'? Are you just pulling

realized the truth: Brielle wasn't

a scene or question her but instead sat her down on the couch and summoned the family doctor to tend to

Ramey had a brief chat with Brielle, he joined

of dejection, wanting to lash out but not

least Max had protected

should be angry at himself for

princess of the Lynch family,

fault as

Ms. Brielle seems to be experiencing auditory

a hand through his hair, his face etched with

there anything we

Ramey looked troubled.

easy fix. She needs to come through this on her own. It might improve over time, or it might get worse. We can't let her stay home alone. She needs to be out, interacting with people. Keeping to

deep breath