Master of his heart

Chapter 539

Bette chuckled lightly when she heard the wonds. “Really now? What’s your grand plan to deal with me? Drag me out to some godforsaken place and have your way with me before finishing me off?”

Such low grade tactics hardly impressed her.

“Even if you kill me or violate me, my heart still belongs to Max. I love him so much, I’d give up my life” Her voice was nonchalant as she watched the landscape whizzing by the window, a small smile curving her lips, “I just realized how deeply I feel for him.”

Spencer gripped the steering wheel tight, his palms slick with sweat. “Is that so? Your love is quite noble”

Madness filled his eyes, tears streamed down his face, but he seemed eerily calm now. A calm that was terrifying.

Brielle couldn’t be bothered to argue with him. If this guy wasn’t part of the Dorsey clan, the folks in Beaconsfield would have set him straight long ago. At the end of the day, Spencer had it too easy his whole life, which is why he turned out this way. After ruining the best thing he ever had, he started crying and making a fuss, thinking it would bring everything back, like an immature child.

The car pulled up to an abandoned factory on the outskirts of town, and Brielle felt bone–weary. She just slumped in her seat. “Get on with whatever you’re going to do. Tonight’s New Year’s Eve. I’d like to get back in time to watch the fireworks with him.”

he struggled to muster the strength to move. He’d never imagined that Brielle could be so heartless when she didn’t love someone. His lips trembled, and suddenly, he didn’t have the strength to get out of the car. All his plans, his madness, disappeared in an instant because of

her eyelids, gave him a detached glance, and closed her eyes again. The car windows were down, and the outside wind kept blowing in, but

her comprehension, but knowing it

Brielle sighed softly.

her sigh, Spencer felt a surge of pain. He suddenly looked up and, in a

wanted to cut him loose from

a few buttons

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sobbing as if his heart would break. His tears soaked her shoulder,

grew. She pushed him away, not caring if he continued to cry,

out and rolled into a

lying in the dirt and mud and felt a wave of discomfort. Her memories of the past were