Master of his heart

Chapter 34

Chapter 34

The car pulled up to the Premier Palace, and the private doctor was already waiting there.

In her slumber, Brielle could feel someone tending to her thigh, bandaging it up, while a feverish heat made her want to turn over, only to have her wrist gently grasped.

“Hot,” she mumbled, her brow furrowing as she sought out a cool spot.

Max propped her up and pressed a cold pack against her cheeks. Brielle sighed in relief, snuggling into the comfort of his embrace.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, finishing the bandage on her leg and administering a shot. “She’ll be fine after some rest, sir. No need to worry. However, this young lady’s constitution is delicate. She should take care in her daily routine.”

Max set the cold pack aside, pulling out a handkerchief to dab at the sweat on Brielle’s forehead.

When Patrick returned after seeing off the doctor, he was greeted by this tender scene. He couldn’t quite gauge Max’s feelings-whether he was concerned or indifferent.

Max rushed to Ryan’s side upon hearing of Brielle’s mishap late

why did he it when

for years, Patrick knew all too well Max’s views on emotional

were burdens, shackles. Release worldly attachments, and things would

structure.

philosophy had allowed Max to be decisive in business,

fiery passion were like a wildfire, threatening to consume the cool,

Priest contend with a worldly siren-victory was anyone’s

help but feel a mischievous desire to see how this drama would unfold, his lips curling into a smile,

as Brielle stirred in Max’s arms, her throat too hoarse to speak. Max gestured for Patrick to be quiet, then brought a glass of water from the

took a few sips, surveyed her surroundings, and recognized the Premier Palace. She softened, nestling back into Max’s chest. “Uncle Max, are my fingers broken?” Her whole body ached, and she couldn’t pinpoint the

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