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.

her scent, his emotions swelling like the tide. But just as they neared a moment of

late. We should get

with a glint in her

with unfulfilled desire, Isaac

a tightrope,

isn’t it true that you

that, she strode away, leaving Isaac with a headache and a combination of

ended in disarray.

nuptials overshadowed

Manuel and Leda were finally separated, Leda’s face was a mess, and Manuel was still cursing.

expression dark with anger, put an

the security guards.

guards moved to intervene but

be,” he said.

Marcel turned to Leda. “Let’s not

seething, accused, “It had to be Isaac. He can’t stand to see me happy!”

convinced it was

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

never thought to

up?” Manuel spat out in disgust. “Why is it that