Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Chapter 286

Lillian sneered inwardly, her heart as cold as ice. She shut the door behind her with a soft

click and turned to face her nemesis, Brielle, lying on the hospital bed.

Brielle’s face was flushed with fever, an IV needle piercing the back of her hand, pumping

life–saving fluids into her bloodstream.

Fate, it seemed, was on Lillian’s side today.

A wicked grin flickered across Lillian’s face as she grabbed a pillow from the bedside and

pressed it down hard over Brielle’s face. “You bitch! Go to hell!” Her knuckles whitened

with the force she applied, every muscle in her arm straining.

Brielle didn’t even have time to utter a word; her breathing became more labored by the

second. Her nightmare was turning into a horror show, the dark sky above seemed to drop

an unreal shroud devoid of oxygen, and she was suffocating.

“Help,” she gasped in her mind.

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But Lillian was relentless, her grin twisted as she kept the pressure on.

At this critical moment, someone was knocking at the door, seemingly about to enter at

any second. Grinding her teeth in annoyance, Lillian quickly removed the pillow and

tossed it aside. Brielle’s cellphone lay on the bedsheet, unguarded. Lillian snatched it up

and, using Brielle’s fingerprint, unlocked the device.

Just then, the nurse entered, carrying a tray filled with various medications. She gave

Lillian a suspicious glance. “Are you here to see Ms. Brielle? May I ask who you are?”

Max had entrusted the nurse to be vigilant with his patient, and not for a moment could

she let her guard down. No sooner had she stepped out than someone new had appeared

in the room.

Lillian pulled her hat down lower, “I’m her family, just wanted to check in on her. Is she

okay?”

Suspicion lurked in the depths of the nurse’s eyes, but Lillian’s demeanor didn’t give away

anything out of the ordinary, so she just shook her head. “Just a bad tase of anxiety, some

rest and she’ll be fine.”

The nurse prepared the injection, as Lillian spoke up, “Max asked me to come by and

check on her, glad to hear she’s doing well.”

Lillian’s words were a probe, with the increase in staff at the door, she couldn’t help but

suspect they were Max’s people. After all, who else would care about Brielle?

At the mention of Max, a flicker of surprise crossed the nurse’s face, and her defenses

dropped, her lips curving into a smile. “You’re here on Max’s behalf? He’s not only

handsome and wealthy, but he’s also so attentive to his girlfriend. Ms. Brielle is really

lucky. They must’ve had a row. Max couldn’t come by day, so he sneaks in at night to visit

Ms. Brielle. She’s truly

blessed.”

The nurse turned her back to administer the medication, unaware of the malignant hatred

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contorting Lillian’s face.

Lillian gripped the phone so tightly she wished she could crush it. Her mind replayed the

nurse’s words on a loop.

Sneaking in at night to see her after a fight…

Was this careful and gentle man really the same Max who had driven her to jump off the

building? She remembered how cold and indifferent he was that night, as if her life meant

nothing, and she were a bug to be stepped on.

That bitch! Why did she get everything. Why was it Brielle who had it all, while she, Lillian,

had nothing but shame and loss?

“Fuck all of you!.”

The nurse kept murmuring, full of envy, clueless that behind her, someone was poised

with a vase, ready to claim her life. The vase was lifted high, about to be brought down

with fatal force, when Lillian’s ears caught the sound of conversation. It was the night staff

at the door. chatting idly.

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