Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1361

In the expansive, quiet hall of Premier Palace, it was just the two of them. Outside, Isaac was jogging with Noir, following Brielle's strict orders to get Noir back to his original weight.

Wesley had already left with the staff to gather ingredients for dinner, so the mansion was serene, punctuated only by Noir's occasional barks drifting in with the sunlight.

King's phone buzzed, breaking the silence. It was his Aunt Orla calling.

"The treatment worked. I'll be there in three days."

King's heart sank. He replied hoarsely, "Okay."

After hanging up, he gazed deeply at Brielle, as if trying to memorize her face. He wasn't ready to let her go.

Lately, Irene had been living wildly, sticking to Bryan like glue, never leaving his side. Jaired couldn't stand the sight of them anymore. He reached out to some old friends for a drink, preferring to be out of sight, out of mind. Irene, once a fierce and independent woman, had changed entirely.

you grab that

at this cute teddy

or drink.

why she felt the need to pretend. Couldn't she just

wish, his heart brimming with love for her. Yet, in the dead of

to find him gone like a puff of smoke. Maybe it

in a dream that could end at any moment. So, she

she found a

epitome of innocence, a stark contrast to Irene's weathered self. She knew 001 bad seen much in life, and

he could offer, not

heart.

seeing the photo, Irene realized she was nothing like that girl. A

light the sky, they were entwined for hours until Irene fell

on the