Chapter 573
At the Bite and Sip Bistro, Max and Samuel had been sitting for a while, discussing a
collaboration between their companies. Max’s phone rang, and a faint smile flashed across his eyes. As he answered the call, the smile slowly faded. “Yeah, I know. Let her carry on with her
y.” he said into the phone.
Samuel could tell Max had just been stood up. Frankly, it was rather awkward to see Max in this situation, especially being ditched by a woman.
Max had come all the way from Dorsey International, reserved the whole place, and even arranged for a five–star hotel dinner, yet Brielle didn’t show.
But Max’s tone remained casual as he reminded the caller. “Make sure she has dinner tonight.” Before the doctor on the other end could reply, Max asked, “Is that an ambulance I hear?” Max had sharp ears, and his gaze sharpened.
The doctor was taken aback, momentarily lost for words. After a brief pause, he quickly made an excuse. “No, it’s just a fire drill in the hallway. We have them twice a year, and today just happens to be the day.”
Max frowned but didn’t press further, merely insisting that Brielle should have her dinner.
Once he hung up, Max looked down at the food in front of him. Samuel, the old fox, promptly chimed in, “Is Ms. Brielle even busier than you? She doesn’t seem to rely on you at all. I wonder why she’s working so hard?”
Samuel speculated that Brielle didn’t end up at Stellar Stage Entertainment by chance. The entertainment company’s business was quite different from that of Dorsey International, so it was very likely that Michael had found out about their relationship and made some sort of bet with Brielle. His words were meant to remind Max that Brielle’s hard work was all about being
with him.
Max’s expression, which had cooled, brightened slightly at the comment. With a mixture of helplessness and indulgence, he said, “She’s trying to make more money than me.”
A smile played at the corners of his eyes as he spoke.
Samuel laughed along. “There aren’t many women in Beaconsfield with Ms. Brielle’s grand ambitions.”
The atmosphere warmed, and Samuel smoothly transitioned back to the business discussion.
Meanwhile, Brielle had arrived at the hospital, where she received five stitches for her wound and was advised to keep it dry.
Brielle frowned at the wound. It would be too difficult not to let Max find out. If he knew she had been injured at Stellar Stage Entertainment and forbade her from going there, she would inevitably clash with Michael.
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The doctor, seeing her worried expression, couldn’t help but chuckle.
“You are worried about your boyfriend, eh? He has a nice voice, and he really cares about you. He insisted that you eat on time. Quite perceptive, too, to recognize the sound of an ambulance so quickly,”
Naturally. Brielle was pleased to hear someone praise her boyfriend and couldn’t resist saying. “He’s the most perfect man I’ve ever met.”
After finishing the bandaging, the doctor laughed again and teased, “What’s that old saying? Love is blind, and every lass is a beauty in the lover’s eyes.”
Brielle blushed a little, unaccustomed to the attention.
Just as the doctor was about to add more, someone knocked on the door. “There’s someone next door who’s had a heavy bleed from drinking too much. You need to come.”
For some reason, Brielle’s heart skipped a beat, and she immediately thought of Aubree. She stood up quickly and went to the next room, only to find not Aubree but Spencer reeking of alcohol.
Brielle felt a wave of bad luck, turned on her heel, and made to leave. Spencer caught sight of her and thought he was hallucinating. Tears streamed down his face instantly. “Don’t go, Brielle, please don’t leave me,” he sobbed, the taste of blood in his mouth.
The doctors couldn’t restrain him, and he fell off the bed, clutching at Brielle’s ankles. “Just look at me. You won’t even look at me in my dreams.”
Brielle was baffled. How could someone who had once trampled over her, end up in such a state because of her? The blame was too heavy for her to bear, so she quickly withdrew her foot, but Spencer gripped her tightly. “What do I have to do? Just tell me. If you come back, I’ll do anything. Please, Brielle, I really like you, no, I love you.”
