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.

he missed his

his dad ever come

his mom sad and put Max in an awkward

patience to avoid

the titles, each feeling awkward and heavy with

He missed his dad.

and coaxed him to eat when he wasn't hungry. Now, with

man was

but in

man who'd

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been there

irreplaceable.

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

welled up, and when Max asked if he missed

head, his cheeks turning

feeding Little Noir, Max placed him back in his cozy

feed you like this," Max mentioned, bringing

at the

"Yeah."

when you were weaning, you gave him quite the

would just cling to my pacifier and refuse

familiar it warmed Isaac's cheeks with a sense of