Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1346

He was holding a glass of water when, out of nowhere, a pair of arms wrapped around him tightly from behind, like he might vanish into thin air any second.

"Your voice is gone from all that shouting. Aren't you tired?" Irene pressed her head against his back, still finding it hard to believe.

The most beautiful thing she ever destroyed had reappeared right in front of her. He must have gone through so much; his appearance had changed, and she dared not think about what his life had been like all these years. All she wanted now was to keep him close and never let go, to take him back to North America with her.

Bryan sat down, propping his cheek with one hand, and gazed at her. She was stunning in a bold, sharp way.

"I heard him call you Irene. Is that your name?"

Before this, they hadn’t even asked each other’s names. They just went with the flow, lost in the moment.

Irene nodded, unable to speak, her throat completely hoarse.

"I'm Bryan, nice to meet you." He extended his hand, smiling lazily.

Irene, looking at his hand, reached out with trembling fingers, grabbing it tightly as tears streamed down her face. She never imagined Bryan would say such words to her.

But this was good. This was okay.

She suddenly understood what Kenzo had meant by letting things stay beautiful, without resentment. If possible, she wished to sleep forever now, right beside him, finding a plot of land to be their shared grave, never to wake up again.

For her, this moment was the pinnacle of beauty. After ten years of searching for this "grave," she had finally found it. Let her be buried beside him, no matter how.

Joseph's team had found the bodies hidden by the professor and had preserved Simone's remains perfectly, now being transported back to Beaconsfield for burial. Ricardo's sister was among them, looking to find a peaceful resting place in Beaconsfield for her as well.

Ricardo went back with them; he couldn’t bear any more mishaps with his sister's body. Thanks to the professor's preservation efforts, they could still see her face through the casket's window. Ricardo felt a bitter sweetness, a sense of closure.

The government had taken over the tunnel operations, and with King's billion-dollar donation, plans for a hospital were underway. The local government issued several newspapers thanking King for his generosity. But King was focused on getting things in order, eventually finding himself at Brielle's door.

Brielle had stayed inside for the past few days, refusing to come out, even having her meals left at the door. After two restless nights, King couldn't bear it any longer. At dusk, he leaped from his own balcony to hers. The jump was risky, but King was agile.

Landing on Brielle's balcony, he caught a glimpse of her sitting on the couch.

"Brielle!" he shouted, tapping on the balcony door.