Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1495

Dustin sat there, casually tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. Peyton walked in, cradling a baby, her emotions swinging between laughter and tears.

"Dustin, look, Emma's given us a baby," she said, still a bit unsure about calling him by his first name but feeling that Mr. Lynch was too formal.

Dustin stood up, clearly out of his element. This man, the youngest CEO of Infinity Brilliance, who could stand toe to toe with the likes of Max, now wore a look of panic on his face. Seeing the two wrinkly little faces brought close to him, he reached out, wanting to hold one but feeling unsure about how to do it right.

He felt like a failure, having been preoccupied with another woman just days before his future wife gave birth. Now, facing Emma after she had narrowly escaped death to bring their children into the world, he felt a deep sense of guilt.

Peyton mistook his hesitation for disapproval of the babies' appearance and quickly reassured him. "Babies always look a little wrinkly when they're first born. Give them a few days, they'll grow into their looks."

The baby slept soundly, her cheeks rosy and skin fair, absolutely adorable. This was the

nearby crib, he looked up to see Emma was awake. Her eyes, upon

she called out, her voice breaking as the tears began to fall. He quickly took her into his arms, "Does it

intensely. Dustin had been injured more times than he could count, a hazard of his position and the enemies

their children, her eyes lit up. "All that morning sickness was worth it."

"Thank you." Emma blushed, wanting to say that she had wanted this, that she had decided to

him there made Emma feel incredibly secure. When he wasn't working, he spent time learning from other mothers in the hospitabhow to hole a baby. From initially being

at noon, and in the evening, bringing them to her So, during her recovery, aside from the occasional pain from her wound, Emma was well taken care of by Dustin. He

she heard about the twins, rushing over to the crib. The girl was asleep, while the boy was in Dustin's arms being

perfect now, isn't it?"

soft laugh escaping him, "It