Chapter 543

“I’m just guessing you would’ve heard about it, that’s all.”

Martha clamped her mouth shut, her hand gripping the mug so tightly it nearly shattered. Of course, she was aware of Michael’s request to Brielle, but she couldn’t bear it.

A flash of defiance crossed her eyes. “Max, does it have to be her?”

The defiance quickly faded, and her tone became indifferent. “No matter what happens in the future, you’ll always be with her, right?”

“Yes.”

The call ended abruptly. Max glanced at his phone before returning to the dinner table. His appetite had somewhat diminished, but he still offered Brielle a piece of crab. “Here, eat up. You must be starving.”

Brielle sensed his mood had darkened. She knew who had called and felt a twinge in her

heart.

She had nothing to begin with, so there was nothing for her to lose. This relationship

much for kinship or friendship, but if he truly didn’t care, he wouldn’t have let Andrew punch him; if he didn’t care, he wouldn’t have made. such an effort to send Martha abroad and ensure she was well looked

herself; Max was quite emotionally reserved, but seemed even more emotionally impoverished because

treat Max better, so well that she might compensate for everything he was missing. She had to be better

silent vow.

up to the roof to watch the night’s fireworks. She picked up the unfinished scarf and continued knitting. Just as she said she would do when she texted him. She knitted

held a book in one hand, the

back of her

a few stitches, glanced at the cover, and knew what

His long lashes cast a deep shadow over his eyelids, and his jawline

held, she would always remember this moment. That night, they went to

ell asleep

flooded with messages wishing her a Happy

sent two messages–one with New Year’s greetings and another about the Rowland family’s

whopping twenty billion on that piece

many had

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