Chapter 254

She gazed at the takeout she had carefully packed, a hint of self–mockery tinging her thoughts.. Taking a deep breath to compose herself, she opened the door. “Mr. Dorsey, I heard you were in the hospital. Feeling better?”

Neither of the two in the room expected her visit. Max’s grip on his paperwork tightened, the slight sense of grievance he had vanishing instantly. He looked up at Brielle.

With a warm smile, Brielle placed the takeout on the bedside table.

Patrick, sensing the moment, discreetly exited, closing the door behind him, leaving them to their privacy.

Max didn’t speak, and Brielle began unpacking the food. “Have you had lunch? I brought some. things from the hotel. Care for a bite?”

The dishes were all light and bland, perfect for someone recovering from illness.

Max stayed silent, eyes fixed on the documents, though he wasn’t really reading them.

it to his lips, only to hear him ask, “Weren’t you

from that particular hotel’s menu. and Max, with his own suite there, would surely know

find an excuse. Should she divulge the whole kidnapping Spencer affair?

some business at the hotel.”

her normally confident demeanor into a display

while, he chuckled softly.

the spoon tightened, her throat constricting as if choked,

hurt, she pretended to stir the soup, her eyes reddening, striving to keep her voice steady. “Alright.”

no pain, just a calm affirmation.

felt a surge of frustration. Her seemingly indifference hurt him in ways he

slowly set down the bowl and stood up with

of needles seemed to prick at her heart. She admitted to a fondness for Max but was far from love. It was a mistake from the start, and perhaps it was for

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