The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 714

Wesley gave Isaac a nudge, “Wake up, you lazy bum.”

It had been almost half a month of lethargy. Just how far was he planning to sink?

Isaac was properly hammered.

Derek and Wesley exchanged a glance, giving up on him, and uncorked a bottle of red wine. They drank until the early hours of the morning when Isaac finally sprawled on the couch and stirred.

“Looks like he’s coming around.”

Isaac sat up, squinting against the harsh light. His throat felt like he’d swallowed a torch. There was a raw, burning pain.

“Have some water.”

Derek poured him a glass, which Isaac downed in one gulp, and the burning sensation in his throat momentarily subsided. He closed his eyes and said, “Thanks.”

His voice was hoarse and rough, as if it had been rubbed over gravel, full of pain.

of sympathy for Isaac’s

come to this, you and Bri can’t possibly reconcile. Why don’t you

was a mistake from the start, and he

“No way.”

for good, and he would have lost even the smallest chance of getting her back.

asked, “What do you want to do, Zac? Bri has cost you everything, and you’re still trying to reconcile with her. Can you really

once a relationship had a rift,

hell-bent on divorce. Isaac’s efforts were in vain; he might as well have

“I’ll give her whatever she wants as long

Zac? That was

from scratch, pouring his heart and soul into it for over a decade. But now it had fallen into Marcel’s hands, leaving him with

rubbed his face hard as if trying to wipe away the exhaustion. He turned to Wesley and said, “Show me the plans for that new project you mentioned. If I

responded, “Great. I’ll get them to you as soon

down, pouring Isaac another glass of

to his Radiant Residences apartment, washed away the smell of alcohol, and fell

out, he hadn’t

easy to avoid someone if one wanted to.