The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 823

Isaac had been silent for what felt like an eternity.

The doors of the operating room swung open.

Hannah rushed forward; her face etched with worry. “Doctor, how is she?”

“The surgery on Ms. Dustin’s face went well, but the need for reconstructive surgery depends on how the wound heals,” the doctor explained, pausing briefly. “Ms. Dustin is in shock and has lost a lot of blood. She hasn’t regained consciousness yet.”

Tears instantly flooded Hannah’s eyes. She thanked the doctor profusely, her gratitude conveyed in her gestures.

Isaac stood a short distance away, his body rigid to the extreme.

Brittany was moved to a VIP hospital room, and Hannah remained by her side, unwavering.

Derek felt a pang of jealousy, but there was nothing he could do-after all, Brittany was his cousin. He contacted Nathan to bring some fresh clothes for her.

All the while, Isaac remained silent, prompting Derek to sense that something was off.

“Zac, can you come outside for a sec?” said Derek.

Isaac followed Derek out of the hospital room. Once they were alone, Derek pulled out a pack of cigarettes, offering one to Isaac and lighting up another for himself. “Did you know anything about what Joie did?” he asked through a haze of smoke.

but didn’t light it. He had quit smoking completely ever since Brittany

idea,” Isaac said

had known, Joie would never have enjoyed so many good years.

distress. “Zac, I always found it odd-Joie claimed to have saved your life, but she’s been throwing her weight around because of her ties with the Salter family. Can someone like that really be the

reputation, an obsession

voice, Isaac insisted, “I checked, I

she’s changed

room at the sleeping Brittany, remained silent

got the video; Jole’s really done herself in this time” Derek said, unable to fathom what Joie was thinking. Not only did she resort to violence, but she also live-streamed it,

pressure on the police; I want her to pay

with regret. If he had known that reconnecting with Joie would bring

day, her right cheek

felt like it had been disassembled and put back together, sore

her, crying hot tears.

Hannah’s sadness, her own eyes reddening.

to speak, but

to the room

in, his eyes bloodshot and intimidating.

them some privacy.