Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1233

Dustin froze, his eyes locked on King. King remained silent, his gaze deep and unreadable.

"Brielle, what was up with you seeing me last time?"

Brielle thought for a moment. "I don't know how long I was out, but I remember Myles, following your orders, trying to drown our child. I begged him to stop, but he said I had angered you. The child was taken to the bathroom, and then... silence. Myles said you wanted to send me away, maybe because you had a new target."

King understood. Her memory had stopped right after she was sent away.

"I didn't, Brielle. I never told Myles to do that."

King glanced at Dustin, then tightened his grip on Brielle's hand.

"Bro, I've got some misunderstandings to clear up with her. I'll take her back to the estate for now. As for the Lynch family, can you explain things to them? She doesn't recognize any of you at the moment."

King's voice quivered slightly. He realized that Brielle's memory had paused at that moment, and even knowing he was responsible for the child's fate, she still couldn't bring herself to end his life. Why?

Didn't she always say she didn't want the child? Even if she hadn't actively abandoned the child, her disinterest was clear.

Dustin remained silent. His involvement in past memories was limited. And now, with Brielle not remembering the Lynch family, staying would only cause more trouble.

anything goes wrong this time,

won't. I

had

at Brielle, intending to ruffle her hair, but she dodged, a hint of wariness in her eyes. He sighed,

to that island, plagued by sleepless nights and bouts of rage-induced fainting. Now, facing the source of her anger, she wished she could slap him. But with shots

and after a long while, finally asked, "Brielle, do you despise me that much?" Wondering if that was why she was desperate to get rid of the child, seeking out every

remained silent. King didn't press her, instead, he lifted

"Let's go home."

home. Brielle, held in his embrace, kept her eyes closed. Even upon entering the car, he couldn't bear to let go, holding

eventual abandonment there, her face paling.

at her. "Alright, where would you like

to go back to Beaconsfield.

in his heart, gently placing her on

relief, grateful

But her relief

child descending

to King,

swnov

leopard by his

welling up with tears, biting back the pain. King was fetching her a drink when her slap landed across his cheek. "Who