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, Isaac

face was pale, his eyes bloodshot, resembling a wind-up toy that had run out of steam,

too, refused

mean giving up

even more

laden with concern. “Zakky, Grandma’s in grave danger. You’ve got to sign.

his eyes a pool of

outcome.” Brittany grasped

As he handed the form to

it takes, you keep Grace

aback by his intensity, promised nervously.

left, Brittany led Isaac to the

had they entered than Brittany found herself pinned against the

tears soaking through the

Brittany was stunned.

first time in years she’d

his only true

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

heart aching. “Grandma will pull through.

buried his head in the crook of her neck, his tears