Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1345

Bryan wrapped his arms around her, and Irene turned her head, no longer calling out for Jaired by any other name but his own.

"Jaired, you drive."

Bryan's brow furrowed, his tone a bit grumpy, "Didn't you just say you didn't know him?"

Irene quickly looked up and gave him a peck on the lips.

"He's just the chauffeur, darling. Don't be jealous."

Jaired, fuming, turned away but eventually went to fetch a car.

In the lead car sat Brielle, King, and Joseph. The car behind had only Jaired, Irene, and Bryan.

Jaired, now the driver, had Irene and Bryan in the backseat.

Jaired drove with a grim expression, especially seeing Irene couldn't wait to sit on Bryan's lap the moment she got in the car.

He nearly crushed the steering wheel in his grip, his teeth clenched tight.

"Irene, for God's sake, don't push it!"

Irene, held tightly by Bryan, quickly lost herself in the moment, oblivious to Jaired's words.

Bryan, seeing her disregard Jaired, assumed their relationship wasn't what he thought, which made him all the bolder.

Poor Jaired in the front wished he could cover his ears, but he needed both hands for driving.

He frowned, staring hard at the road ahead, imagining more than once if he should just drive off a cliff and end it for this troublesome pair.

Yet, occasionally, when he caught Bryan's gaze in the rearview mirror, he felt an inexplicable urge to cry.

They were three hours from the city.

Those three hours were filled with Irene's voice and muffled groans from the backseat.

Jaired had never encountered something this outrageous in his life.

Finally, when the car stopped, Irene's voice was so hoarse she could hardly speak, but she didn't forget to give her instructions.

"Get us a room, and make sure we're the only ones on that floor."

They weren't done yet; they planned to continue in the room.