The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 839

“I’m telling you, this was no accident!” Manuel huffed indignantly. “I know you’ve got an axe to grind with me, but Grace-she’s seriously ill…”

“Mr. Salter, please watch your words!” Brittany interrupted.

Isaac’s focus was entirely on Grace, and he had no time to bicker with Manuel.

However, Brittany was not so reserved.

With a steely gaze, she said, “Grandma took a turn for the worse so quickly; we’re all worried sick. Is arguing really going to help?”

Manuel’s face flushed with frustration at Brittany’s rebuff.

“Exactly, cut the chatter, will you?” Noel chimed in, “Grandma is ill, we’re all on edge. Your quarreling is just making things worse. If you can’t stand being here, then just leave already.”

Manuel’s face turned an ashen hue as he reluctantly clamped his mouth shut.

Grace’s condition had deteriorated so suddenly that the hospital had pooled its best resources, yet the prognosis wasn’t looking good.

All through the night, the doors to the operation room swung open and shut.

Brittany lost count of how many critical condition forms they had signed.

last one, Isaac refused

bloodshot, resembling a wind-up toy that had run out of steam, frozen in place.

refused

mean giving up

even more

standoff, Brittany took Isaac’s hand, her voice laden with concern. “Zakky, Grandma’s in grave danger. You’ve got to

looked to Brittany, his eyes a pool of confusion.

matter the outcome.” Brittany

the form to the nurse, his eyes were icy

it takes, you keep Grace alive!”

taken aback by his intensity, promised nervously.

nurse had left, Brittany led

entered than Brittany

tears soaking through the thin fabric and burning against her

Brittany was stunned.

was the first time in years she’d seen Isaac

only

Grace had poured her heart and soul into him, and now with her

heart aching. “Grandma will pull through. Don’t

in the crook of her neck, his tears falling relentlessly, drenching her skin and sending