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.

emotions swelling like the tide. But just as they

We should get some

pushed him away, standing up with

voice rough with unfulfilled desire,

had him on a tightrope, and

isn’t it true that

that, she strode away, leaving Isaac with a headache

wedding ended

nuptials overshadowed by

were finally separated, Leda’s face was a mess,

Marcel, his expression dark with anger, put an

security guards. “Back off, don’t touch

moved to intervene but were

them be,”

turned to Leda. “Let’s not

seething, accused, “It had to be Isaac. He

convinced it was that lowlife!

you hadn’t been playing around, would he have had a chance to scheme against

never thought

is it that no

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