Master of his heart

Chapter 503
Brielle’s cheeks burned with a rush of heat as she hastily snatched the box from
the pile.
“I got this one. You guys take care of the rest,” she said, cutting off any potential
response from the others as she quickly whisked the box away to the master
bedroom.
With the door securely locked behind her, the feverish tension that had gripped
her began to dissipate as if she had narrowly escaped disaster. Tentatively, she
touched her still-flushed cheeks, alarmed by their heat.
In a flurry, she pulled out the contents of the box—a few assorted items from the
alleyway market-and carefully stowed them into her bedside drawer.
Her eyes couldn't help but dart to the assortment of item. Max did have a knack
for shopping. A fresh wave of heat colored Brielle’s face as she made sure there
were no other bizarre surprises within the box. Breathing a sigh of relief, she felt
as if she had narrowly avoided at social catastrophe in front of so many.
When Brielle returned downstairs a half-hour later, Max was nowhere to be
seen, so she decided to break out the yarn she had bought. After all, Christmas
was just around the corner, and she had to work overtime to get her projects
done in time.
She glanced out at the backyard where a lush greenhouse garden bloomed, a
riot of color even in the dead of winter, tended to by a top-notch horticulturist.
Settling down, Brielle turned to Wesley, who was nearby. “Wesley, could you
please pass me some paper and a pen?”
Wesley obliged, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes as he saw the yarn by
her side. He instructed the chef to prepare some pastries and coffee, setting
them down on the table beside her.
Brielle sketched the rough shape of a scarf on the paper, intending to embroider
Max's name on one end. But considering his stature as a CEO, flaunting his
name around his neck seemed a bit tacky. After revising several times and
designing a variety of fonts, she finally scrapped them all in favor of drawing a
delicate iris in the corner of the scarf. This small detail pleased her immensely,
and she began to knit immediately.
Meanwhile, Max had arrived at the nursing home after a call from Martha herself.
“Mother.”
He entered to find Alivia spoon—feeding Martha some soup.
Alivia’s second task was to redeem her image in Max's heart. So, after parting
ways with the others, she had rushed over.
Martha was not in the best of health today. She could sense Alivia’s mood was
low, and after inquiring, she discovered the relationship between Max and Brielle
had become public.
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Chapter 503
Martha felt uneasy, but knowing that even Michael had no sway over Max, she
tried to contain her frustration for the time being.
It had been a long while since she had seen Michael. They didn’t resemble a
couple as much as they did business partners.
“Max, you've come,” Martha said, easing a bit when she noticed Brielle wasn’t
with him.
A doctor followed Max, needing to administer an injection to Martha, who had
fainted that morning due to excessive emotion and had only recently regained
consciousness.
The side effects of the new medication were becoming apparent, and every
fainting spell was cause for alarm, fearing it could be the last.
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Max's gaze didn’t meet Alivia’s, who kept her eyes lowered; her body was tense
with anticipation. But she couldn’t avoid Max forever. She needed to act swiftly
on her plan.
Martha's health was fragile, and any mishap due to Max and Brielle could change
their relationship. Would Max be able to remain at peace with Brielle then?
It was unlikely.
As Martha had said, a relationship mired in guilt was an unbearable path to
tread—every step was like a blade to the leg, and every moment was torture.
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Alivia’s lips curled into a cold smirk. If
she could bear it a little longer, she
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of patience now would pay off. She
intended to dismantle their
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“Mother, what caused the fainting?”
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Martha massaged her forehead. “Just a nightmare, I suppose. I keep feeling as
though my time. is running short. I wish to see you more. If you and Alivia were to
have a child...”