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.

came to the last

wind-up toy that had run

too, refused to sign.

mean giving up on Grace completely.

even

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

his eyes a pool of confusion. “But…”

outcome.” Brittany grasped his hand. “Just

the form to the nurse, his eyes were icy with resolve.

you keep Grace

by his intensity,

had left, Brittany led Isaac to the stairwell.

they entered than Brittany found

waist, hot tears soaking through the thin fabric and burning

Brittany was stunned.

time in years she’d seen

was his only

poured her heart and soul into him, and now

wrapped her arms around his waist, her own heart aching. “Grandma will

in the crook of her neck, his tears falling