Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1180

Brielle's head was pounding before she even opened her eyes. Seeing him there just made her headache worse. She didn't say a word, just curled her fingertips slightly.

King noticed her movement and quickly set down the nail clippers. "Brielle, you're awake? How's the pain?"

He leaned in closer, perching on the edge of her hospital bed.

Brielle was still hooked up to an IV, but at least she didn't look as pale as before. She glared at the oblivious man beside her and frowned. "Move."

Her voice was soft, but her face went even paler.

King felt a chill run through him, his eyes reddening. Of course, when she called his name, it was only because she didn't want Max's body to die. Otherwise, her Max wouldn't come back.

He pursed his lips as he heard her speak again. "If you don't move, I'm really going to die. You're sitting on my IV tube."

King, who had never cared for anyone before, hadn't noticed the IV tube. Seeing blood flowing back into it, he quickly moved aside, settling back into the chair with a sigh of relief.

Brielle glanced around, noticing the room was empty.

Mom and Dad have been here for two days straight. Mom was previously detained at the base and isn't in great shape, so I stayed here waiting for you.

of relief. Everyone was still around,

turned to King. "What about you? Are you

notice his use of "Mom and Dad," so she didn't correct

scrapes on my back from blocking that tree, but I've applied some ointment. It's nothing

wanted to ask about Myles, Kenzo, and Jaired, but

and Kenzo had

owed him nothing. The rock, she had blocked it herself, owing him nothing as well. So whether he was dead or

some reason, when Myles was about to hypnotize her, she had a strong resonance in her

her temples, and King, thinking her head hurt, quickly reached out to rub her temples for her. "How does it

going to explode. Feels like there's some strange memory, but I can't see the faces clearly. Probably need to rest up to remember." She

her headache intensifying, closed her eyes again. Before drifting off, she asked,

Jaired was working

King replied, watching her face and quietly taking her hand into

go back. Since she didn't specify where, King, selfishly,

frowned. King, always observant of her expressions, saw