Master of his heart (Max and Brielle)
Chapter 1105

"I got it, bro. I'm staying put for now. King brought me to this castle, so if you're looking for me, don't go to the villa.'

"Split personality?"

That was Dustin's question.

"Yeah, I'll fix him."

In plain terms, it's a psychological issue. Brielle had caught her breath by now and didn't see the need to keep giving King the cold shoulder. After all, he was bound to vanish sooner or later. Staying here was her way of making sure he disappeared.

"Bro, I'm gonna make King disappear. I still hope Max comes back."

The one she loved had always been Max.

As Brielle said this, she heard the door open behind her. Thinking it was King, she instinctively prepared to scowl, but it was Isaac who walked in.

Isaac and Noir were practically inseparable.

Seeing him, Brielle felt a sudden wave of panic for reasons she couldn't quite pinpoint.

She hung up the phone and locked eyes with the young boy, unsure of what to say.

Had he heard her?

In Isaac's world, King and Noir were all that mattered. Brielle regretted not being more careful. The last thing she wanted was for a child to get caught up in adult drama.

"Hey, little guy," she started, intending to use a familiar term, but Isaac just rubbed Noir's head and spoke in an indifferent tone.

"Isaac."

That was all he said, making it clear that "little guy" wasn't for her to use. They weren't close.

Brielle felt awkward. "Have you eaten? If not, let's go downstairs and grab something to eat."

Isaac nodded and headed out first.

A wave of unease washed over Brielle as she followed him.

She wanted to explain her earlier statement, but how? It was the truth.

Bringing Max back was her goal.

Yet, looking down at the child's head, her heart felt a bit squeezed.

Isaac didn't slow down for her. Reaching downstairs, he ran towards King, who was working on his laptop.

Isaac wrapped his arms around King's neck and was lifted into his embrace.

"Hungry?"

Isaac nodded, enticed by the aroma, and spoke up, "Daddy, hungry."

King glanced at the staircase and, spotting Brielle, closed his laptop and stood up with Isaac in his arms. "Alright, let's eat."

Meanwhile, after hanging up with Brielle, Dustin remained seated, not moving an inch.

Even if that female doctor had saved him once, now that Patrick had taken him away, there must have

been some form of comp

Patrick had been by Max's side for so many years; he knew a thing or two about social etiquette.

With that in mind, there seemed no need to track down the woman.

Yet, Dustin couldn't shake the discomfort in his chest, perhaps due to the recent accumulation of stress.

He continued to advise the person on the other side of the computer, his gaze returning to its usual calm.

Once everything was settled, if he really wanted to thank her, he'd meet her in person and give her some money. After all, the place had been quite remote, and her family's financial situation probably wasn't great.

Beaconsfield.

Emma's first time in such a bustling city started with a visit to a small-town hospital to terminate her pregnancy.

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Lying on the bed that day, she watched the doctor approach with cold instruments, surrounded by the heart wrenching cries of other girls. It felt like hell.

Just as the doctor's hand neared her leg, Emma suddenly spoke up, "I'm sorry, I can't do this."

The doctor paused, watching as Emma got up and dressed herself.

"I think I should consult the baby's father first."

Initially, it was her irresponsible decision to keep the baby, and now she was about to decide its fate alone. How was that fair?

Leaving the hospital with her legs

still trembling, without a phone and unable to contact the father immediately, she knew her decision would be met with her mother's strong opposition. Narugi

The Odeberg family was pressing hard, and her mother might have already arranged everything with them, possibly even accepting their dowry. Emma felt that returning home was like walking into a trap. As a single woman, if the Odeberg family sent someone for her, she'd stand no chance. She couldn't go back.