Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1230

Brielle thought she'd managed to escape everyone's notice. She loaded her gun, her fingertips trembling slightly. And it was quite a noticeable tremble.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she took a deep breath.

There was no reason to shake. That man shouldn't have given her hope, shouldn't have taken her child.

He had to pay for what he did.

Inside the room, King had already woken up, but after five days without food or water, he was extremely weak.

He'd listened to gunfire all night, probably Joseph dealing with those trying to kill him.

What was the point?

With Brielle gone, life felt meaningless. He might as well let one of them shoot him and give someone the satisfaction of a job well done.

After all, being the king, countless people wanted him dead.

When he heard the door open, King didn't even bother opening his eyes, just lying there indifferently.

Here we go again.

Probably Joseph coming to take him away.

These people's tactics were anything but sophisticated. A real assassin would take him out from a hundred meters away with the best sniper rifle available.

But he knew Joseph was so capable that he probably had his own men positioned at every ideal sniping spot already.

King sighed, feeling the barrel of a gun pressed against his chest.

Why hasn't Joseph arrived yet?

He thought to himself, slowly opening his eyes.

But the person he saw made him momentarily stunned.

Brielle, even with a gun pressed against him, showed no sign of resistance.

delirious from

at her, even slowly sitting up

was still aimed at his heart,

Was it an illusion?

undergone surgery to look like Brielle, to

the person really did look like her, making him unable to muster any will to fight

"King?"

had always liked her calling him

child, and without hesitation, she pulled

"I said, I-"

wrist was grabbed, and the gun moved from his

away but was forcefully pulled into

to feel the pain, instead, he

not dreaming,

still trembling; she

had taught her how to shoot, she had thought countless

spread between them, Brielle pinned

if she had aimed at

had been his heart, he would probably

then let her

at her carefully. "Brielle? Cold? Why are you shaking, is

didn't answer, looking

continuously flowing from

gun in her

to the

King's eyes flashed with

"Get out."

intruders hurriedly retreated, closing the door

the bed

at her with such

understand how after doing something so cruel,

if, as if he still

all concerned about the gun

his head slightly,