Master of his heart ( Brielle And Max ) novel Chapter 1250

"Your mom's been feeling a bit under the weather lately. The guy who came by this morning was just checking up on her. He said she can't handle too much excitement right now or anything too out of the ordinary. We need to take things slow, but soon enough, we'll be a family again. For now, though, you'll have to bear with us."

Isaac looked up, his eyes meeting the man’s who spoke of inconvenience yet had an eager gleam in his eyes. A smirk tugged at Isaac's lips.

The kid's all grown up, and now he's off to woo Brielle. Must think he's hit the jackpot.

Yeah, right.

Isaac was fuming.

King didn’t catch on to his irritation; otherwise, he'd have been all over him, trying to cheer him up.

"Thinking about joining us for a trip to Beaconsfield, kiddo?"

Isaac turned away, "Nope."

"Alright then, it'll just be your mom and me."

Isaac didn’t say a word.

If King said he could do it, he meant it.

Taking a deep breath, Isaac went back to fussing over Noir's ears.

That afternoon, King was set to take Brielle back to Beaconsfield. Seeing him without the young boy by his side made Brielle frown slightly.

"Aren't you bringing the kid?"

"He doesn't wanna go."

Brielle was skeptical. If the kid was indeed his, and still so young, how could he bear to be away from his dad?

She went upstairs herself and saw Isaac playing with Noir, though he seemed a bit down.

Her heart tightened, "Hey, little cricket, right? Your dad and I are heading to Beaconsfield. Wanna come with? It's a lot of fun over there."

Isaac remained silent, continuing to tug at Noir's ears.

Feeling a pang of discomfort, Brielle quickly moved closer, attempting to lift him, but Isaac dodged her.

"Come with us. It'll be boring staying home all by yourself. I'll ask your dad to arrange a private jet, so your little buddy can come along too."

Hearing this, Isaac finally looked up, a warmth spreading through him.

"Okay."