Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1302

King raised an eyebrow, casting a glance at the two gossiping nearby.

Brielle had overheard their conversation too. Even though she delighted in shopping for him, their disparaging comments made her quite displeased.

The speaker was a young woman, accompanied by a middle-aged man with a noticeable belly—old enough to be her father. Yet, she affectionately called him "darling" while occasionally rolling her eyes at Brielle.

The man she was with looked the part of a nouveau riche, his fingers adorned with chunky gold rings, his face shiny with excess.

Upon seeing Brielle, his eyes lit up, but then he coldly snorted upon glancing at Max. His companion followed suit with another eye roll.

"To think a man could accept such humiliation, truly a sign of the times," the woman sneered.

King, still holding his shopping bags, might have thrown anyone else provoking him straight into the ocean to feed the sharks, but somehow, he found their taunts amusing.

"Brielle, they're saying I'm living off your money, huh?" he joked, a hint of mirth in his voice.

Brielle, partly annoyed yet amused, finished her transaction and grabbed his wrist.

"We've been at it all day. Tired? Let's grab something to eat."

King wasn't really tired; browsing through the stores was a new thrill for him.

Passing a toy store, Brielle picked out several LEGO sets for Isaac, who had completed the last one and displayed it proudly in his room. It was clear he cherished them.

King felt a warm surge in his heart, seeing her thoughtful gesture for Isaac.

Back in the car, King placed the bags down and pulled her into a hug.

Yet, Brielle was uneasy, worried about the impact of those harsh words on King. After all, for a man of his caliber, was it really okay to be seen as lesser in a relationship?

She feared her actions might lead to his affections waning.

Her insecurities about their relationship made her overthink every little reaction from him, tiring herself out with worry.

King, holding her close, smiled, but Brielle gazed out the window, contemplating how to keep him without constantly fearing his departure.