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.

to

terrible. Are you hungry? I

the water Brielle offered, and gulped it down before pursing her lips. “Not

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

of melatonin on the shelf, her brow furrowing. “Have

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

see Aubree harming her health like this. “Max called Andrew earlier, and he’s with Tessa.”

turning ashen. Knowing it herself was one thing, but hearing it from someone else was

been under the weather. Andrew’s always treated her like she’s made of glass. He’s bound to be by

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was sick, Andrew never once stayed

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 without ever asking how she felt, like that time outside her apartment building.

had done this too many times to count, so much that Aubree couldn’t even remember them all.

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