Chapter 506

Max had reached the end of the hallway when he pressed the answer button on his phone.

“Brielle?”

“Max, Wesley is wondering what kind of soup you’d like. They’re whipping something up in the kitchen right now.”

Max chuckled and raised his hand to massage his forehead, easing the headache that was building there. “That man’s favorite pastime must be having the kitchen brew soups.”

Brielle laughed while her fingers danced with yarn and knitting needles. “Seems like it. Every time I visit Premier Palace, Wesley has a pot of soup on the go.”

No sooner had she finished her sentence than she heard Max cough twice. Her knitting paused. and she leaned her cheek closer to the phone on the table. “You should come back soon. I’m worried about your health.”

Max had checked out of the hospital early, which was a stretch. The wounds had slightly reopened after he couldn’t resist spending a night with Brielle.

He had been on edge, and only now had he begun to relax, but trouble had flared up at the rehab center. When a patient was pushed too hard, the body inevitably protested.

worst. She couldn’t stay put any longer. “Where are you? I’ll come pick

a man brought an amused sparkle to Max’s eyes. It was an

the rehab center. If you’re coming to fetch me, then I’ll wait for you.

and she smiled. Just as she was about to set aside her knitting and head

have your cake.and eat

her peaceful knitting after Max said he’d get someone else to

else

into a frenzy at the sight of Max. “Max, what the heck happened last night? Did you really flaunt your thing with Brielle in front of the old man?”

in the driver’s seat, coughing twice before closing his eyes lightly. “Yeah.”

found himself at a loss

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she really have to offer? It all seemed ludicrous to Andrew, perhaps the most

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