Master of his heart

Chapter 518

Chapter 518

Two hours had passed since the incident, and the hospital corridor outside was swarming with the Rowlands. If Max hadn’t been holding the fort in that hospital room, Brielle would have undoubtedly been drowned in a sea of vitriol from every last one of them.

Max sat down, picked up a cotton swab, dipped it in water, and gently moistened Brielle’s lips. “Brielle isn’t the type to go looking for trouble,” he said with a casual detachment.

Jaired raised an eyebrow, his gaze drifting to Brielle lying on the bed. He still couldn’t figure it out–was Max genuinely devoted to Brielle? Feelings were fickle, after all. How long would Max’s affection last?

He looked down, unable to resist lighting up a cigarette between his fingers, only to be chided, “Take that outside. We’re in a hospital.”

Jaired’s face flushed with embarrassment as he quickly stood up. “Alright, alright, I won’t smoke around your princess.”

With long strides, he left the room.

nodded upon seeing Jaired emerge. He pocketed his cigarette, tossed

Max stepped out. Upon seeing him, Andrew stiffened, his anger palpable as he grabbed Max by the collar. It was the first time their friendship had reached such a tense point in years. “If anything happens, I

meeting Andrew’s bloodshot eyes just before being shoved against the wall. “Max, I can’t believe

this out. Tessa will be fine, Brielle too. We’re

his breathing. “I’m seen as nothing but your lackey! A lapdog! Do I look like I need that? If I didn’t consider you my brother. why would I put up with it? They’re right about you, Max. You’re an untouchable saint. If

resting on Andrew’s clenched fist. “Andrew, you’re heated. Cool It,” he urged.

instantly reddened, and seeing Max’s silent stoicism only

Damn it!

punch. It wasn’t a heavy blow, holding back the force that

Max could have easily dodged but chose not to, and the punch landed

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