Chapter 445
Max racked his brain, only to realize that the bulk of his time was spent chained to his
desk, working overtime. The only respite from his disciplined yet dull routine was the
occasional beer with Andrew and a few other colleagues.
Pulling out his phone once more, he stared at the screen. True to form, Brielle hadn’t sent
any
messages.
After driving for a bit, Max couldn’t shake off his concern. He pulled over, hesitated, and
then sent a text. [What are you up to?]
Worried that she was still upset with him, he pondered for a while before scrolling through
the emoji options in WhatsApp and sending a rose for the first time.
Sending a rose was a safe bet, right?
Max wasn’t one for emojis, and he rarely chatted on WhatsApp. Apart from replying
promptly to Brielle, he would typically ignore messages from others unless they were of
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Brielle, however, wasn’t checking her phone. Upon waking, she just lay there, blankly
staring at the ceiling. When hunger struck, she would just ask the doctor for a glucose
shot.
Her heart felt hollow, leaving her entire being cold and numb. She felt a bone–deep chill
paired with an aching pain. Her phone chimed, but it was as if she didn’t hear it. She lay
quietly, ready to drift back to sleep.
Max waited and waited for a reply and started to think that maybe she didn’t like roses
after all. He opened the emoji menu again, searching earnestly until he found a fireworks
emoji. They had watched fireworks together once, and she had loved it.
Max sent one fireworks emoji, then decided it wasn’t enough and sent five more in a row.
After sending them, he just sat quietly in the driver’s seat, waiting for a response.
But there was nothing, and his phone was eerily silent. He started to question whether
there was an issue with his phone.
The messages were sent successfully, so it wasn’t a service problem.
Max rubbed his temples, reluctant to admit that Brielle might’ve been intentionally
ignoring him.
For the first time, he felt what it was like to be given the cold shoulder. But there was
another possibility–that something had happened to Brielle.
His heart skipped a beat at the thought. Just as he was about to call Patrick to ask him to
check Brielle’s location, she replied to his message.
[Exhausted. Need some rest. Is it okay if I take a few days off?]
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Chapter 445
Max’s frown deepened, and he immediately called her. He braced himself for the worst,
tearing that something had happened to Brielle and someone else was using her phone,
but firielle’s weary voice came through.
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He didn’t know it it was his concern, but her voice sounded tearful, and it weighed heavily
on his heart. “What did you do to get so tired?”
Brielle lay in bed, pale as a ghost, gripping the bedsheets so tightly that the veins on the
back of her hand stood out. Each word he spoke stabbed at her heart like a knife.
She recalled something Sydney had said and decided to use it. “I watched a TV show. The
main characters lost their child. It’s been tough.”
“You’ve been with Aubree watching TV shows?”
“Yeah, it was so engaging. I’m fine, really. Just got a little too invested for a moment,”
Max wasn’t sure how to comfort her. One moment, he found Brielle’s empathy endearing,
and the next moment, absurd.
His approach to comfort was always straightforward, “Which TV show? I’ll talk to the
scriptwriter and see if we can get the couple another child in the plot.”
Brielle’s tears flowed even harder. “It’s gone… how can they have another? The show said
it was hard for the woman to get pregnant again.”
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