Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1089

She wasn't entirely sure if she liked Dustin or not. That night, she could've said no, but Dustin's words made her hesitate just long enough for him to get what he wanted. Looking back, she wondered if Dustin had lied to her. Men would say anything to get a woman into bed. It was her naivety, believing his sweet talk.

The girl who had been crying earlier went inside the clinic, and the nurse continued to comfort her, "It'll be over quickly, and there's no need for a D&C, so it won't hurt." Emma felt a chill run through her body. Her mind was a complete blank, unsure of what to think. It felt like an eternity before the nurse called her name. Emma stood up, her legs numb, almost stumbling to the side. The nurse helped her, realizing she was there alone, another woman deceived by love. With a sigh, the nurse said, "You've got to take care of yourself, dear. Our bodies are different, and it's important to use protection when you need to."

Emma trembled, stepping back. But then her mother's words echoed in her head, making it hard to breathe. Getting rid of the baby would allow her to start anew in town. Her mother had struggled her whole life worrying about Emma getting married. Clutching her fists, she followed the nurse inside.

"Take off your pants," the doctor instructed, holding a device and pointing to the bed. "And lie down."

Emma, pale with fear, stepped back, holding onto the door frame. The doctor, seeing her hesitation, frowned. "Don't hold up the others."

With her face a mix of red and white, Emma slowly approached the bed.

Meanwhile, across the ocean in North America.

Dustin had a restless night, partly from digging into the butler's background and uncovering the extensive network behind him. Even though he had removed their spies from the Lynch family, he wasn't sure if other North American families were involved and needed further investigation.

a female doctor saving him, which puzzled Dustin since he had assumed

knock on the door. It was his ex, a famous model,

opened the door to find her throwing herself at him like a

make sure you eat well.

a thin white shirt with the top buttons casually undone, had a cold, pale complexion that contrasted

mesmerize anyone.

to

and wasn't one to rekindle old flames. But the

must have been your sister hidden away. Since there's no lover, could you consider taking me back? I'll quit modeling

at her face, his hand moving up her waist as he smiled slightly. "The perfect

Australian, she had learned fluent Mandarin for Dustin, even mastering phrases like "the perfect

blisters from cooking," she said, showing her pampered hands with two blisters. Dustin examined

flushed, her body tingling.

circles under your