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.

full bowls, and afterward, she seemed to return to normal, even taking a stroll in the garden

couldn't shake off his worry. Was she truly

accidentally shattered an empty bowl she had intended to use for

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

long is your

forgetting his intention to

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

is 'soon'? Are you

realized the truth: Brielle wasn't better; she was

instead sat her down on the couch and summoned the family doctor to tend to

had a brief chat with Brielle, he joined Dustin

the picture of dejection, wanting to lash

Max had

himself for leaving her

Lynch family,

was his fault as her

Ms. Brielle seems to

a hand through his hair, his face etched with

anything we

Ramey looked troubled.

own. It might improve over time, or it might get worse. We can't let her stay home alone. She needs to be

deep breath and grew