Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

She screamed in me her voice hoarse, at the beautiful bridal gown the wore was charred at the hem, dirt smudging its once pristine whiteness

Gritting her teeth, the wanted to confront Andrew, to demand why he would treat her this way, but Andrew was just standing a short distance away, silently smoking

His lips trembled slightly, his fingers holding the cigarette until it burned down to the nuh, oblivious to the pain

Tears spilled from his eyes again, trailing down his chin to the cold, unforgiving ground Had it not been for the nights events, he would never have known he was capable of so many tears. His eyes were like a broken faucet

He dared not think of the name Aubree. The very thought was a stab of pain so intense he felt like doubling over.

The cigarette was now finished, and he got into his car parked nearby and drove away without a word

“Andrew!”

Andrew

Tessa shouted in panic, trying to rise and chase after him, but exhaustion pinned her down, forcing her to watch his car leave a tral of exhaust in its wake

She was so cold, so hungry, and to very frightened. Andrew had abandoned her Was she to spend the entire night shivering in her thin dress on the icy ground?.

She would die, she really would,

quiet

“Andrew, please come back” she sobbed, her voice raw. But the night around her grew qui

Instead of Andrew, the fire brigade came to extinguish the flames, and the next morning, she was sent back to the Clements family

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News of the fire at Andrew’s honeymoon suite spread among their social circle. Some called it an ill omen, and others accused Tessa of bringing bad luck.

Tessa had hoped this manage would restore her social status, now, she was shunned even more, labeled a jinx not only to the Rowland family but to Andrew himself.

When Brelle heard of the fire, she was surprised. Last night, Aubree had come back to Pearl Estate very late, and after having some drinks and watching a vanety show, they had fallen asleep. Aubree hadn’t even woken up yet.

Brielle didn’t want to disturb her. Seeing the news about the fire, she felt a sense of vindictive satisfaction, Serves them night! Why couldn’t that damned couple have burned in the blaze?

She was unaware that Aubree had visited that villa last night. She was too tired to keep track and had slept deeply and soundly Brielle had intended to share the good news with Aubree, but she opened the guest room door and saw Aubree still sleeping soundly. Brielle simply closed it again and went to the supermarket to buy ingredients for breakfast.

It had been a while since she had made breakfast at her place. She simmered soup and stir–fried a few dishes, then received a message from Max [Are you coming over?)

they stayed at the Pearl Estate

She and Aubree had returned to Beaconsfield late last night, so they

Soon, Пl bring breakfast. Made it myself.]

She made three portions and bought a beautiful thermos to keep the food warm.

[Okay!

Brielle didn’t reply further and focused on preparing the breakfast

Aubree got out of bed and went to the bathroom, relieved to see her eyes weren’t too swollen. After washing up quickly, she walked into the living room to find the table laden with steaming dishes, which warmed her heart.

Brielle was just serving the last dish. “You’re awake. You have a shoot today, so eat up, and we’ll head out together”

Aubree nodded, and they sat down to breakfast in silence.

Aubree noticed Brielle carefully packing another portion into the thermos and teased, “Oh, delivering breakfast to our esteemed CEO, Max, are we?”

This was the first time Brielle was doing something like this, especially in front of her best friend, and she couldn’t help but blush. Aubree clicked her tongue in amusement and circled Brielle, “I mean, you and Max have sex enough times, and you still blush like a schoolgirl at the slightest tease,”

Brielle had enough, grabbin Aubree’s arm. “Cut it out. Let’s go, the crew is waiting for you.”

10:54

In the car, Brielle still felt her cheeks burning with erbarmssment. She drove to Dorsey International and asked Aubree to wall while she delivered the breakfast upstairs

Aubree chuckled, “Go on, but remember, it’s just breakfast – don’t get sidetracked.”

Brielle’s face grew hotter, and she quickly took the elevator up.

Aubree sat in the car, watching Brielle’s figure disappear before she allowed her smile to fade and turned on the radio. The news was about Andrew. His honeymoon suite had been set on fire in the middle of the night.

Aubree thought she had steeled her heart against anything related to Andrew Still, after hearing his name unexpectedly, she felt her composure crumbling, leaving her feeling like a ruin in an instant.

It seemed the softest part of her heart was still reserved for Andrew. But no longer was she filled with hope.

People really couldn’t be persuaded. Brielle had tried to warn her, but she always thought she could hold on. Now, the pain had been her wake–up call.

She wanted to see a bigger sky and venture into it with Brielle by her side.