Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1480

Emma had underestimated her morning sickness, especially with the traffic moving in fits and starts. Her face turned pale quickly, and she couldn't fight the urge to vomit. "Mr. Lynch," she managed to say.

Dustin glanced over, noticing her discomfort, and promptly pulled the car over.

"Feeling sick?" he asked.

Emma nodded, her hands shaky as she fumbled with the seatbelt. "I'm really sorry," she muttered before opening the car door.

Dustin dashed to a nearby convenience store, returning with a small trash can lined with a trash bag and a bottle of mineral water.

Emma sat on a nearby bench, looking like she might lose her breakfast at any moment. Dustin placed the trash can in front of her just in time.

Unable to hold it back, Emma leaned over and vomited, her stomach heaving until it felt like there was nothing left.

she gratefully rinsed her mouth, her eyes red and watery. "I'm sorry, Mr. Lynch," she said, embarrassed to have such a polished man see her

me my mom had terrible morning sickness too. She couldn't even

were drawn to him; being around him felt so comforting. It was only his status or looks that might make someone nervous. Emma, still feeling queasy, stayed

unborn child

months from now,"

for the next few months. Your mom might not be up to speed on taking care of a pregnant woman. You've got some money now;

felt her only purpose now was caring for her daughter, and a nanny

feeling better. She noticed Dustin had stayed with her the whole time and worried she might be

should head back. I can get a cab home,"

was recovering,

handle something so dirty. She hurried to the large bin, tossing it in. Dustin found her flustered state

in the car, Emma's phone rang. It was Peyton, asking where

I'll be home

morning sickness, had been waiting outside. She watched as an expensive-looking car pulled up and Emma got out with a man. Peyton's eyes narrowed. In their small-town lingo, wasn't that the guy who got Emma pregnant? She was ready to storm over but paused when she saw Emma nodding politely to the man, who waved casually in return. She remembered seeing him once when she was bedridden. His striking appearance