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.

King a grave look. "If anything goes wrong this time, I won't let

won't. I won't leave her

events had

her eyes. He sighed, reluctantly left the room, and called his family, who were

away 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

asked, "Brielle, do you despise me that much?" Wondering if that was

silent. King didn't press her, instead,

"Let's go home."

held in his embrace, kept her eyes closed. Even upon

eventual abandonment there, her face paling. "I don't want to stay here." She had grown to

at her. "Alright, where

back to Beaconsfield. My

placing her on the couch. "Okay, we'll head back to

relief,

her

child descending the stairs,

to King, with

swnov

by his

through her veins, her eyes welling up with tears, biting back the pain. King was fetching