Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1345

Bryan wrapped his arms around her, and Irene turned her head, no longer calling out for Jaired by any other name but his own. "Jaired, you drive."

Bryan's brow furrowed, his tone a bit grumpy, "Didn't you just say you didn't know him?"

Irene quickly looked up and gave him a peck on the lips.

"He's just the chauffeur, darling. Don't be jealous."

Jaired, fuming, turned away but eventually went to fetch a car.

In the lead car sat Brielle, King, and Joseph. The car behind had only Jaired, Irene, and Bryan.

Jaired, now the driver, had Irene and Bryan in the backseat.

Jaired drove with a grim expression, especially seeing Irene couldn't wait to sit on Bryan's lap the moment she got in the car.

He nearly crushed the steering wheel in his grip, his teeth clenched tight.

"Irene, for God's sake, don't push it!"

Irene, held tightly by Bryan, quickly lost herself in the moment, oblivious to Jaired's words.

Bryan, seeing her disregard Jaired, assumed their relationship wasn't what he thought, which made him all the bolder.

Poor Jaired in the front wished he could cover his ears, but he needed both hands for driving.

frowned, staring hard at the road ahead, imagining more than once if he should

in the

three hours

three hours were filled with Irene's

encountered something

voice was so hoarse she

a room, and make sure we're

done yet; they planned to

with anger, barely contained himself

could he do? He

herself in front of him,

twiste e further. Now,

with a

SW

it was better than her usual taunts with

to secure a room on the floor above where King and Brielle were staying. Everyone was exhausted, likely needing a few days to recuperate before heading back. Irene, carried by Bryan into the

was as if they could never get each other,

other, wishing

one another's very being.

have to be

swno met

out of character, almost wanting t to kneel before

be Cravinet