Master of his heart

Chapter 645

Andrew’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he eyed the stark red ink on the pristine tissue. He squinted, almost wishing Max would knock him out cold so he wouldn’t have to face such a dilemma.

And something about Marissa’s demeanor seemed off. If she was so repulsed, why hadn’t she put a stop to this wedding? Wasn’t she always so concerned about the Clements family’s reputation?

Andrew just couldn’t figure it out. Moreover, he couldn’t find any excuse to turn down Tessa. Wasn’t this marriage what he had been aiming for all along?

He dropped his gaze, trying to ignore the twinge of pain in his heart. “Yeah.”

Ecstasy flitted across Tessa’s eyes as she pressed her pale lips together. “I’ll cooperate with the doctor and get well soon, Andrew. How about we go pick out a wedding dress in a few days?”

Andrew’s irritation grew, but then he thought, if he were to get married, Aubree might come back, right?

With a firm answer from Andrew, Tessa left the hospital room on cloud nine. As she passed by Brielle’s room, she paused, tempted to go in and gloat. However, before she could step in, the sight of the man standing by the window sucked the bravado right out of her.

retreating, but it was too late. Brielle had seen her, and so had Max, his brow

are getting married

weren’t meant for Brielle–they were aimed at

come, won’t you?”

will even happen? Do you know why Andrew got hurt? He was pushing me for Aubree’s whereabouts, He’s hunting her down like a rabid dog. I doubt he truly wants to marry

her face twisting as she stared at Brielle.

the one losing her cool. She was going to marry Andrew anyway. Brielle’s words must’ve been out of desperation. That bitch could see just how blissful she and Andrew would be. Tessa scoffed and turned

pressed her lips together and fell silent. Max closed the

rang–It

there are only a few usable locations. I’ve thought it over, and I’d rather shoot at my old stomping ground. You’ve been there. It’s the

her off guard, her irritation flaring, but she couldn’t really force John to

sighed. “Have the phones been distributed yet?”

all had signed NDAS, and their phones were confiscated.

hand them out

to breathe a sigh of relief when John’s tone shifted. “However, Miss Aubree took her phone. I

her duties.”