The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 882

Hana stood frozen in place.

Could Isaac truly be so lacking in chivalry? He didn’t even bother to turn his head at her?

The group of men advanced, their previously thuggish demeanor melting away. “Miss, what do we do now?”

Hana was fuming. “You’re useless, probably didn’t make it look real enough!”

The men exchanged confused glances. They hadn’t even started their act!

When Isaac returned home, the main lights in the living room were off, leaving only a dim lamp on. He tiptoed in, shedding his coat, and made his way to the study.

Brittany was still awake.

“Have you eaten, Bri?”

She put down her paperwork. “I’m not hungry.”

Isaac knew she hadn’t eaten properly. He approached her, “I picked up beef stew with carrots from that soup kitchen you love. Want some? I can heat it up for you.”

Brittany had been on a bland diet for her recovery and was practically craving something with flavor.-

mention of

loved seeing her so expressive, he leaned down and

deepening the kiss until she was lost

settled her down, and poured her a glass of milk before washing some fruit for

simple side dishes, but the star

stew with carrots from that kitchen was a family favorite. Especially for Brittany, who used to have it almost once a week, a testament

stew warmed, its unique aroma filled the

by the smell, was

less than fifteen minutes, he had the meal served. He had barely eaten that night

sat down, chatting and

beef was savory but

vegetables before she

cleaned up the leftovers and

and content, Brittany curled up on the couch, watching Isaac bustle about in the kitchen. She squinted her eyes, momentarily lost in a

be if time could just stand still at this moment?

cleaning up, Isaac took Brittany back to their room to wash up before they finally lay down for

truly exhausted, fell asleep as soon as

to her efficient self, dressed in her work attire as she headed to the