The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 848

Isaac couldn’t bear to think about what Brittany had endured over those five years, and he dared not ponder what would become of him if she ever left him again.

Brittany caught the scent of his unease, a flicker of hesitation crossing her eyes before she finally spoke, “All that’s in the past; I’ve moved on.”

Isaac kissed the lobe of her ear, a gesture devoid of lust, imbued instead with an emotion akin to guilty.

Brittany was perfectly compliant.

But the kiss took on a life of its own, nearly sparking a fire.

Until the piercing blare of a car horn!

Someone was rapping on the window.

The driver behind them could no longer hold back, “Hey, this is a public place, mind the PDA!”

Brittany snapped out of it, pushing Isaac away with mortification, wishing the ground would swallow her whole.

Isaac was also embarrassed, mumbling an apology before driving off.

few blocks later, Brittany’s

he noticed her

waist

hand. “From now on,

smiled wryly, “Great.”

and she knew it well. Yet she still

her side and insisted on waiting in

to

his shirt was crumpled and partly unbuttoned, revealing a

already waking up, blinking at

“Let’s head home.”

exhaustion, Isaac insisted they go to a romantic

returned home, where Isaac couldn’t fight off

like a

shower, Brittany found

peaceful face. Hesitant, she grabbed his phone and unlocked it, the call log glaring back at her.

the calls between Isaac and Grace, Brittany turned off the phone

was back, invited her to dine at the Salter Manor for a sort of pre-surgery

Brittany accepted.

the time Isaac awoke, breakfast