Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1435

Mason made his way to Chinatown to pick up some spirit money, which he then burned in the room for his mom.

"She was truly wonderful."

All his emotions boiled down to that one sentence.

On the day Mason laid Everett to rest, Lewis somehow caught wind of it and suggested they grab a drink.

Honestly, Mason wasn't too thrilled about it. But with his flight scheduled for the next day, and the thought of spending another night alone in his tiny apartment, he figured meeting up with Lewis was the lesser of two evils.

When Lewis saw Mason, he was taken aback.

In such a short time, Mason had lost a tonne of weight, and exhaustion was etched into his features.

"Is Tiffanie still giving you a hard time?"

Mason nodded, managing a tired smile.

Lewis knew all about Tiffanie's situation and rubbed his temples with concern.

"Still not cooperating with her doctor?"

"She was willing before, but now she’s not."

"Mason, you need to see a doctor yourself. You look worn out. You can't keep on like this."

Mason knew this too well. Even after coming to North America, sleep had been elusive. The only peace he found was in the brief moments he talked to Tiffanie on the phone.

Lewis, while cleaning his glasses, spoke the harsh truth.

"It wasn't as severe as Tiffanie's. She just avoided socializing, preferred to stay home alone. We met in college, and I really loved her. My family’s well-off, and I had a good job. She could’ve easily been a homemaker. But her mood swings were unbearable. Every day, I’d come home to her breakdowns. She was so needy, throwing fits whenever I was away. Balancing work and her was exhausting, plus her family drama didn’t help. They were always fighting, making her even more irritable. I only lasted a year before I couldn’t bear going home. I thought I’d miss her, but when she moved out, I felt this huge relief, like I was finally starting fresh. My career soared without someone constantly crying or dumping negativity on me. She was the most dramatic person I've ever met."

Lewis frowned as he recalled those days.

"Breaking up was the best decision I ever made. Maybe someone else could help her, but it definitely wasn’t me."

Mason stayed quiet, staring at his drink.

"So, Mason, I hope you can cut your losses in time. I’ve heard about your family; with both parents gone, you're free. Why tie yourself down?"

Lewis was the picture of rationality, refusing any deviation from his life’s plan.

Just as Mason was about to speak, a woman from the next table stood up and drenched Lewis with her coffee.