Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1185

Kailee was absolutely livid. She grabbed the nearest glass of water from the coffee table and downed it like it was her only chance at relief.

As she slammed the glass down, King shot her a look, calm and collected. "Take it easy, you're going to wake someone up."

It felt like a dagger to her heart. She was seething, her lips trembling with unspoken words. Unable to find a retort, she stormed out of the room in a huff.

In the garden, she spotted Isaac and nearly screamed in frustration. "Hey, little cricket!"

Isaac, who was petting Noir, paused. "Kailee."

She marched over, her voice a mix of worry and anger. "You really want that woman to be your mom? Think about it, little cricket. A stepmom's a stepmom, she'll never truly care for you."

Isaac's lips tightened. He could sense the irony in her words.

Clearly, Kailee wasn't thinking straight, unlike Brielle, who, despite her tough decisions, always had a clear head.

He sighed, resuming his gentle strokes on Noir's head.

King already dressed and ready. They were supposed to have dinner at the

wanted to bring Isaac along, worried about leaving him alone. But King had already conspired with Isaac to have him hide, so when Brielle couldn't find him and with King hurrying her, they left without him. Arriving at the Lynch family's home, Brielle was stunned to see not just their car but a whole convoy of ten trucks trailing

them, and Desiree, in

convoy of trucks. Desiree couldn't help but ask, "Wow, do you have that much stuff to move?" Before Brielle could answer, King stepped forward, warmly taking Desiree's hand. "Grandma, these are gifts for the Lynch

however, weren't as thrilled. Raymond's face was grim, Sarah looked awkward, and Dustin

mad at someone who's smiling at you,

King,

and "Dad" more naturally than she ever could, and Raymond's icy demeanor

be if Max were here with

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atmosphere a bit warmer.

and looked over at Sarah, who was also looking at

back," Sarah managed, summarizing the struggles of returning to

welled up in Brielle's eyes, but before they could fall, King took her hand, reassuring Sarah, "Mom, don't worry, I'll take good care of

by King's words, leaving

jab, "The Lynch family hasn't agreed to marry her off to you

in this house," King quipped, making Desiree laugh and warmly

Take care of each other,"