Master of his heart

Chapter 567

Chapter 567

she was here, suffering the wrath of a wicked hangover, and these two decided to flaunt their love while she was out cold. Where was their conscience?

Clamping a hand over her mouth, she dashed for the bathroom and heaved a resounding “ugh” into the toilet.

Brielle arched an eyebrow. The timing of it all was a bit too perfect, as if Aubree was sickened by their display of affection.

Noticing Max’s darkening expression, Brielle quickly softened her tone, “Go back, I’ll take care of her. She was alone over the holidays, and I’m worried.”

Once Max had left, Brielle grabbed a bottle of mineral water and headed for the bathroom.

With reddened eyes from retching, Aubree caught sight of Brielle in the mirror and hastily turned on the faucet to rinse away the mess. Then, she brushed her teeth with earnestness.

Once she was done, she covered her eyes with her hands. “Bri, do I look terrible?”

Brielle was at a loss for words. Everyone knew the unspoken moral standards, but once you were in the thick of it, was it really that simple to make the best decision? If emotions could be quantified and regulated, then the world wouldn’t be full of stories about love and loss.

Aubree and Andrew had met first. Just when it came to matters of the heart, the

look terrible. Are you hungry? I can

offered, and gulped

her eyes, feeling like a burden to Brielle, and cracked a weak smile. “It’s so late, you should sleep. The guest room’s

caught the pile of melatonin on the shelf, her brow furrowing.

the medication back into the cabinet, her movements a tad frantic. “Not really, just keeping them on hand.”

loving Andrew, but it pained her to see Aubree harming her health like this. “Max called Andrew

Knowing it herself was one thing,

her stinging eyes and mustered a faint smile. “Yeah, I heard Tessa’s been under the weather. Andrew’s always treated her like she’s made of

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sick, Andrew

nothing more than a toy for him to play with when he felt lonely, Sometimes, he would toy with her as casually as one relieves themselves – a zipper down, a zipper up, and it was over

times to count, so much that Aubree couldn’t even remember

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