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.

to the last one, Isaac

his eyes bloodshot, resembling a wind-up toy that had run out

refused to

feared that signing might mean giving up on

was even more hesitant.

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

looked to Brittany, his eyes a pool of confusion.

matter the outcome.” Brittany grasped

As he handed the form to

it takes, you

nurse, taken aback by his intensity, promised

the nurse had left, Brittany led Isaac to

entered than Brittany found

imprisoning her waist, hot tears soaking through

Brittany was stunned.

first time in years she’d seen Isaac gripped by fear.

his only true

soul into him, and now with her in critical condition,

own heart aching. “Grandma will pull through. Don’t worry too

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