Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1460

Why does this food taste just like Aunt Betty's?

After another feast, Lewis even had his toothbrush and cup set by the bed.

Honestly, Kailee had always dreamed of being surrounded by handsome men and, well, being rich. She nailed the rich part, but as for the handsome men? That seemed elusive.

Then Lewis came along and made it happen.

For two whole days, she barely left the bed, except for bathroom breaks. Each evening, she'd soak in a luxurious bath before climbing back into bed. And once she was there, well, things got pretty steamy with Lewis. Kailee got used to it, even started enjoying it, so she just rolled with it.

That is, until a week later when Joseph called, wondering why she hadn't been home. Kailee shot up from bed!

"Bro, I totally fell for the handsome man trap."

And not just a pretty face, but a food trap too. The call snapped her back to reality, reminding her she'd planned to give Lewis a piece of her mind the first night. But a week had flown by, and instead of confronting him, she was swept away, night after night. She ran her hand over her waist, feeling the extra softness. After a week of indulgence and lounging, she'd definitely put on a few pounds.

"Kailee, what on earth are you up to?"

Joseph was still in Beaconsfield, or he'd have come to haul her back himself. Feeling guilty, Kailee hurried to get out of bed, her legs shaky from the week's exertions, her cheeks flushing. "Bro, it's a long story."

sure how things had gotten to this

"Then make it short."

"Are you

was this really

walked in with a tray of his homemade desserts, and noticing she was up,

flushed. She'd been pampered all week. She

him of taking advantage? But she hadn't objected all week, so it felt too late to

"Isn't it nice here?"

than any chef she knew, and his fruit platters and desserts were works of art. How could someone like Lewis even

Sigh.

is going to

week. You

Joseph's ominous voice

froze, suddenly remembering she was still

it's me, my ex-boyfriend. I

eyes drifting to the tray Lewis held, then to her slightly rounded

or I'll really pack on

me back, you can't tell Rubin you dumped me,