Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1348

When Brielle woke up, the sky was painted in shades of orange and pink - she had slept through the entire day.

She overheard the medical staff outside delivering reports, and relief washed over her. Everyone was safe. The illness mainly spread through ingestion, with an 80% transmission rate through bodily fluids. Once infected, the fatality rate was a grim 100%. But for now, Brielle and King were in the clear.

Her heart, heavy with worry, finally found some peace.

King walked into the room, relief evident in his eyes when he saw her awake. He gently lifted the blankets and started massaging her back.

"Does it hurt?" he asked, concern lacing his voice.

Brielle shot him a playful glare. "Now you care? Why didn't you stop last night when I asked?"

"Brielle, we have a flight at 8 PM. We're all heading back home."

Brielle nodded, her eyes closing in comfort.

wrapping around her waist, his voice husky and tinged with a hint of sadness. "I'm going

he thinking of

don't want me

her words, King stiffened, then held her

say such things? You're making me anxious. I don't want you to go. Can't

crook of her neck, taking a

up, a wave of

already content knowing you like and love me

the world. They had both faced death with Max, and she had called out his

holding her close. "I'm so happy, Brielle. And I love you

remembered who Jaired, Max, and Irene were. "King, I feel the same," she said,

their imminent flight, he'd show Ker just how much he adored her his Little Canary,

Brielle's legs were still weak, slowing her pace. Irene, on the other hand, clung to Bryan, dramatically

with no choice, carried her the

plane, Irene snuggled up to Bryan, while Jaired seethed with irritation nearby. "Get a room," he muttered