Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1182

King let out a sigh of relief, thankful there was no resistance. But at the same time, a pang of sadness hit him. Were he and Brielle's child always going to live in the shadows, their past a secret they could never share openly? If only Brielle could remember...

Gently placing Isaac on the bed and hugging him, King whispered, "Listen, you've got to follow her lead, okay?"

Even if Brielle didn't know Isaac was her own, King believed she'd come to embrace him, even as she built a life with Max.

Isaac stayed silent for a moment before looking up. "Daddy, don't go."

A lump formed in King's throat as he hugged Isaac tighter. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm just worried about you getting along with her, that's all."

Just then, the door swung open and Brielle, dressed and glancing at her phone, frowned. "It's only 4:30 AM. What are you doing up? The kid needs his sleep."

King, too excited about visiting the Lynch family, had lost track of time, eager for the day to begin. He couldn't sleep, too anxious about meeting the in-laws.

Isaac back into bed, he called

of bed to

investigation, craved a good night's sleep now that his family was safe. But at

grit his teeth, annoyed by King's audacity, or maybe his

haven't agreed to

unfazed, retorted, "Then I'll become

up and tried to go back

undeterred, decided to prepare

next morning, Brielle found King busy on the phone. She invited him to join her and Isaac for breakfast. It was their first meal together. Isaac who usually ate alone in his room, now joined them at the table, quietly using his fork and knife

Noir play, Brielle couldn't help but ask King the question

middle of serving her,

still be affected despite your

lowered his gaze,