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 one,

a wind-up toy that had run out of

refused

feared that signing might mean giving up on

even more

took Isaac’s hand, her voice laden with concern. “Zakky, Grandma’s in grave danger. You’ve got to sign. We can’t delay her treatment.”

looked to Brittany, his eyes a pool of confusion. “But…”

can’t give up, no matter the outcome.” Brittany grasped his hand. “Just sign.”

scrawled his last name. As he handed the form to the

takes, you keep Grace alive!”

aback by

left, Brittany

Brittany found

towering figure pressed close, his hands imprisoning her waist, hot tears soaking through the

Brittany was stunned.

in years she’d seen Isaac gripped by fear.

was his only

her heart and soul into him, and now with her in critical condition, Isaac’s heart was

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

neck, his tears falling