The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 87

Saber had arranged a paid leave for her. The only catch was that she had to stick around in the hospital with itrittany What a gig! However, she had to keep this from Er Cany

Tmanvation, Hannah casually mentioned. Of course you’re more important than work”

Tanya Chester waked in with a thermos, and seeing Hamrah glued to a TV show and Brillany was sitting on the bed alone, she stepped forward and scolded her daugh. “Hannah what on earth are you dong instead of taking care of Brittany

“Munday Brittany jumped in “Hannali’s been working hard told her to rest for a bit

Hearing this. Tonyss heart softened. She sat by the bed and opened the thermos. Here, have same soup. 1111 help you get back on your feet quicker” She had brought homemade chicken soup. The arama filled the room as the poured it out

There was enough soup for both, so Tanya gestured for Hanratto come over Come anther.”

Mem you’re the best

Tanya playfully tapped her nose. Look at you Britany’s already heched and you’re still acting

ikea chid

handing the soup to Brittany she reminded her, “Take your time and have more soup. Your hand’s

“Thank you‘

for het so

her bowl. Tanya cleaned up the room and again told Bettany, “Brittany, you me that boy a big thank you for

has a

joh hearing her mom call Mr. Salter top. If Mr. Saber listened

wanted to say something but got a call from Blake saying they had quests at home. She had to cut her

shared half of her soup with Hannah “Your monis soup us getting

pouted and teased. Trellike my moms growing fonder of you Ever thought about oring the Chester

was nothing in companson Not a single soul

say a word. She finished the soul, mashed the thermos and, with Harnahs help_completed the discharge process Hannah saw her in the car

ready to charge, but Brittany

teeth unwillingly and

worn out. His eyes were swollen, and his suit was

finally back, I’ve been

scoffed, “Looking Didn’t you know which hospital Brittany was at? You’d rather was here than go look for

Robert’s reaching hand. “Mr. Dustin, what do