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.

Ryan’s side upon hearing of Brielle’s mishap late

why did he it

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

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

structure.

to be decisive in business, sweeping

was different. Her forceful entrance and occasional fiery passion were like a wildfire,

contend with a worldly siren-victory was

couldn’t help but feel a mischievous desire to see how this drama would unfold, his lips curling into a

short 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 coffee

sips, surveyed her surroundings, and recognized the Premier Palace. She softened, nestling back into Max’s chest. “Uncle Max, are my fingers broken?” Her

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