Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1391

Mason slowly blinked his eyes open, the edges reddened from too much booze, and staggered as he tried to stand.

But then his phone rang-it was Brielle.

Lewis, ever the helpful friend, hit the answer button and held the phone to Mason's ear.

But Mason couldn't get a word out, so Lewis took the phone himself.

"Hey, Mason's at an alumni gathering and might've indulged a bit too much. Need something?"

It was noon for Brielle, and after her call with Tiffanie, she couldn't shake off a feeling of unease, especially knowing Mason wasn't himself. She had to call again.

"Hi, this is Brielle. Did he bring anyone with him?"

Lewis looked around-no sign of anyone else.

"Nope, he came alone."

"Could you make sure he gets home? He recently went through a breakup and might not be handling it well."

that was

In college, sure, girls were interested, but he was too buried in his data analysis to care. Now, drowning his sorrows over a breakup seemed out of character. After ending the call, Lewis turned off the phone and noticed a selfie

it, Mason was

she was the patient from earlier that

two were close, heads touching, the girl puckering up for a kiss while

the photo sharply contrasted with the

Mason lived now, Lewis decided

shower, Lewis got a call from the hospital about a patient

Lewis, she's extremely resistant and even managed to get cigarettes from another patient

patients wanting to give up, but this level of despair was new

Lewis, she's insisting on being discharged

wrist, and the stomach issue, she needs

it

it not? She clearly didn't care about

was the reason behind Mason's heartache, what exactly had they gone

Lewis was an outsider, a doctor,

be. I've offered my advice; if she

but to watch Tiffanie leave the hospital