Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1437

When Mason finally put down his phone, he let out a subtle sigh of relief. Since arriving in North America a few days ago, Tiffanie seemed to be making progress, albeit slowly.

Her therapist had called, mentioning she was still a bit resistant. "She seems to trust only you right now, willing to share her thoughts and feelings. If you keep engaging with her and reassure her that she's safe, she might start to improve."

"But, Mr. Mason, that's only if you don't grow weary of the situation."

It's human nature, after all. Initially, a sense of duty keeps you going. But over time, even the most patient partners can feel overwhelmed. Everyone has their own life to live, their own battles to fight. Sooner or later, they start to feel drained, just like Lewis mentioned.

Mason pondered for a moment before asking, "So, you're saying if I stick by her, she'll get better?"

As long as he doesn't let go, she'll get back on her feet?

"Yes, Tiffanie has started eating again," the therapist replied.

A wave of relief washed over Mason, warmth flooding his eyes. "I understand. I'll stick by her, no matter what."

The therapist didn't offer any more opinions. He had seen many cases like this. Often, partners would start the journey together but end up parting ways by the end of it. Relationships are supposed to enrich your emotional life. If all you get is negativity, it's only natural to think about leaving.

He wasn't sure where Mason would end up. But considering Tiffanie's past, full of sorrow and despair, he hoped she'd have someone to stand by her.

By the time Mason returned to Beaconsfield, Tiffanie was there to pick him up. She had been waiting outside for a while before she finally saw Mason emerge. Spotting him, she leaped up and waved excitedly.

Seeing her bouncing around, Mason felt a rush of relief. He grabbed his suitcase and headed over with brisk steps.

"Mason!"

Her face lit up with a smile. When he got close, she found herself in a warm hug. Mason kissed her neck, suitcase in one hand, her hand in the other.

"I thought I told you not to wait for me."

"I got bored at home," she replied with a playful whine, tugging at his shirt.