The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 831

Stepping out of the estate, the metaphorical boulder weighing on Brittany’s chest seemed to shift, allowing her to breathe a little easier.

“Bri…” Isaac hastened forward, his hand clasping her wrist securely. “Wait for me.”

Aware of the many quests milling around, Brittany tempered her irritation with patience. “What is it?”

“Did you orchestrate tonight’s debacle?”

Recognizing the futility in denial, she countered, “Are you meddling in Leda’s affairs now, too?”

Isaac knew she harbored resentment. His lips formed a thin line as he ushered her into the car, leaning over to fasten her seat belt. “That’s not what I’m doing. Leda’s not someone you cross without consequences. I’m just worried you’ll end up in her crosshairs.”

Brittany’s face twisted into a sardonic grin. “I was already in her crosshairs five years ago.”

Unable to bear her barbed words yet unwilling to argue and further strain their already taut relationship, Isaac simply suggested, “Let’s go home and talk.”

Brittany neither agreed nor disagreed.

Back at home, Isaac rolled up his sleeves and ventured into the kitchen, preparing a bowl of spaghetti.

Brittany, putting aside her grudges for once, indulged in the meal and didn’t resist when Isaac drew near.

of his life, was stirred by her scent, his emotions swelling like the

We should get some rest.”

pushed him away, standing up with a glint in her

rough with unfulfilled desire, Isaac

on a tightrope, and she

“Mr. Salter, isn’t it true that you always get

strode away, leaving Isaac with a headache and a combination of frustration and yearning.

wedding ended

nuptials overshadowed by wrath.

separated, Leda’s face was a mess, and Manuel

anger, put an end

still seething, shook off the security

intervene but were

be,” he

to Leda. “Let’s not escalate

Isaac.

was convinced it

you hadn’t been playing around, would he have had

herself. “Honey, I never thought

up?” Manuel spat out in disgust. “Why is it that no one