Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1427

When Max got a call from Tiffanie, he could hear a bit of cheer in her voice, a sign that things were getting better, no doubt helped by him passing on Mason's address. With his own wedding just around the corner, Max couldn't really spare much time for others. He just made one promise:

"Once you're married, I'll get you a couple of mansions."

Tiffanie chuckled on the other end, "Well, thanks in advance, Maxie."

After hanging up, Max noticed a small, curled-up creature at his feet. It was Little Noir.

He scooped up the tiny furball and saw Isaac nearby, holding another one and struggling with a baby bottle.

Ideally, their mom, Noir, should have been feeding them, but she was a bit careless, often squashing the weakest one under her weight.

This little pup was so frail and always lost out to its siblings at feeding time, leaving it constantly hungry and whining.

Max had suggested they bottle-feed this one.

Seeing Isaac trying to feed it, Max quickly took the bottle from him.

"Easy does it. If it can't swallow quick enough, it might choke."

Isaac knew Max wasn't his dad, just someone who looked just like him.

But after a few days together, he was starting to get used to him.

missed his

dad ever

ask, worried it would make his mom sad and put

the importance of patience to avoid choking, Isaac looked up at him with innocent eyes. "Daddy... um,

the titles, each

He missed his dad.

fevers, and coaxed him to eat

was kind,

but in Isaac's

childlike man who'd

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been there for him

irreplaceable.

he shouldn't feel this way, but he was barely five years old. Why couldn't he just follow his

up, and when Max asked if he missed him, Isaac felt

head, his

placed him back in his cozy

this," Max mentioned, bringing

at the mention

"Yeah."

when you were weaning, you gave

Uncle Joseph said I would just cling to my pacifier and

ruffling Isaac's hair-a gesture so familiar