Master of his heart

Chapter 286

Lillian sneered inwardly, her heart as cold as ice. She shut the door behind her with a soft click and turned to face her nemesis, Brielle, lying on the hospital bed.

Brielle’s face was flushed with fever, an IV needle piercing the back of her hand, pumping life–saving fluids into her bloodstream.

Fate, it seemed, was on Lillian’s side today.

A wicked grin flickered across Lillian’s face as she grabbed a pillow from the bedside and pressed it down hard over Brielle’s face. “You bitch! Go to hell!” Her knuckles whitened with the force she applied, every muscle in her arm straining.

Brielle didn’t even have time to utter a word; her breathing became more labored by the second. Her nightmare was turning into a horror show, the dark sky above seemed to drop an unreal shroud devoid of oxygen, and she was suffocating.

“Help,” she gasped in her mind.

twisted as she kept

to enter at any second. Grinding her teeth in annoyance, Lillian quickly removed the pillow and tossed it aside. Brielle’s cellphone

medications. She gave Lillian a suspicious glance. “Are you here to

moment could she let her guard down. No sooner had she stepped out than someone

just

away anything out of the ordinary, so she just shook her

up, “Max asked me to come by and check on her, glad to hear she’s doing well.”

in staff at the door, she couldn’t help but suspect they were Max’s people. After all, who

and wealthy, but he’s also so attentive to his girlfriend. Ms. Brielle is really lucky.