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.

road ahead, imagining more than once if he should

occasionally, when he caught Bryan's gaze in the rearview mirror, he felt an inexplicable urge to

hours

hours were filled with Irene's voice and muffled

something this outrageous in his

car stopped, Irene's voice was so hoarse she could hardly speak,

and make sure we're the

done yet; they planned to continue in the

with anger, barely contained himself from

could he do? He owed

front of him,

opportunities to twiste e further. Now, it

with a

SW

was better than her usual taunts

the floor above where King and Brielle were staying. Everyone was exhausted, likely needing a few days to recuperate before heading

if they could never get each other,

each other, wishing to

one another's very being.

Bryan didn't have to be

swno met

out of character, almost

to be Cravinet servant.