The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 537

Wesley was at a loss for words.

Isaac wrenched his hand free, cradling his drink, one after the other, as if it could make him forget Brittany and William….

Wesley couldn’t stand it anymore, he snatched his glass and said, “Zac, boozing here isn’t helping anything. If you’re still a responsible man, you should go get your love back”

Isaac was stunned.

“Zac, Brittany is still alive, so you still have a chance,” Wesley licked his lips.

Having grown up with Isaac, when had he ever seen him so down and out?

He had put all his emotions into Brittany. He hadn’t been able to move on, whether it was five years ago or five years later.

If he can’t let go, then he should try to make amends!

It seemed as if Isaac understood. He stood up, swaying, “You’re right. I’m gonna go get her back.”

Wesley didn’t trust him to go out alone, so he dropped the bottle and followed him.

“Zac, wait up.”

He had drunk so much, and he still wanted to drive?

stepping out of the private room, Wesley saw a man and woman walking hand in hand, and his feet seemed to freeze. He suddenly couldn’t

year, he saw

been nasty. Viola had even dropped her usual pride, almost screaming, tearing the last shred of respect between

last time when they met, Viola had left a key in front of him. It was

as she said, “Wesley, from today on, we have nothing to do with each

He didn’t try to stop her, he just lay on the couch, annoyed. Until the door

night were too bright, hurting his eyes and making

was still wearing a bright red dress, with short hair and red lips, clinging to the man by

to hide, but

man next to her saw Wesley standing not far away and greeted him with a smile, “Mr

trying to see

looked at him with a very plain gaze, as if she was looking at a stranger.

there, stunned.

her husband walked away hand in hand. As she

her favorite perfume.

up with Isaac. He went back to the private room, picked up the wine on the table, and took a big gulp.

all the scenes of him and Viola

they were together. Every time he woke

care of that.

from a hangover, he was always tired and

looking after him, but they were not like Viola.

one would ever treat him like Viola did.