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

his dad ever

ask, worried it would make his mom sad and

feed Little Noir, stressing the importance of patience to

fumbled over the titles, each

He missed his dad.

Isaac's memories, it was his dad who changed his diapers, stayed with him during fevers, and coaxed him to eat when he wasn't

man was kind,

in

childlike man who'd

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there for

irreplaceable.

he was barely five years old. Why couldn't he just follow his

and when Max asked if he missed him, Isaac felt exposed by the man's perceptive

head, his cheeks

Noir, Max placed him back in

used to feed you like this,"

up at the mention of

"Yeah."

were weaning, you gave him quite the headache,

said I would just cling to

familiar it