Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1254

Andrew, in his signature trench coat and with a cigarette perched between his fingers, looked like his usual self.

For the first time, Aubree noticed he had lost a lot of weight. She had told him before to stop picking her up, but he never listened. Aubree couldn't understand why he kept doing it. She marched towards him, ready to say something, but ended up pressing her lips together. Andrew followed her silently. As she got into the car, he asked, "Weren't you supposed to be on set until six?"

Aubree had just opened the car door when she felt arms wrap around her waist, pulling her into a hug. "Stop it, will you listen to me for once?"

Andrew's face was buried in her shoulder as he held her tightly. Worried about paparazzi lurking around, Aubree quickly pushed him away. Andrew let go almost immediately, as if expecting her reaction. "Aubree, coming home for dinner tonight?"

Andrew had bought a house right across from hers. Every evening, he'd come home early, make dinner, and wait for her-just like she had waited for him countless times in the past. But back then, Andrew, always with Tessa Rowland, never came home. Aubree would wait until the food got cold, reheat it, and repeat the cycle.

Now, Andrew was the one waiting, but it didn't make Aubree feel any better. She didn't want things to be like this between them. She didn't answer, and Andrew just held the car door.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you."

and her heart tightened. She didn't know how long they could keep this up; she was exhausted. They couldn't be together, but they also couldn't just be friendly neighbors. With Andrew's house right

before she hastily accelerated. Once she settled her thoughts, she arrived at the estate and rang the doorbell. Instead of Brielle,

to that peculiar case. The core personality

saw Aubree staring blankly at Noir, she

to reality and sighed. "Bri, I'm so sorry, I never imagined Max could turn into this." Probably to avoid hurting Brielle's feelings, she added, "But you know, when he was human, he was devastatingly handsome. As an animal,

folks are just blessed by the gods, standing out no matter what form they take." Brielle's lips curled into a smile, finding Aubree's thoughts a bit too fantastical. Aubree patted Noir's head, saying earnestly, "Mr. Dorsey, long

then, she noticed the

Brielle. Her attention had been solely on the panther, completely missing the presence of another person behind Brielle. Aubree froze, looking from Max's face to the black panther at her feet, and awkwardly withdrew her hand. So, he hadn't turned into an animal after all. Of course, it was just his personality

the panther

off.

quickly changed the subject. "Bri, glad you're okay. Mr. Dorsey, same to you." Her gaze shifted to Max. King pulled Brielle close and warned, "Don't get too

Realizing this wasn't Max's

the disdain.

as an outsider