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.-

the mention of beef stew with carrots.

her so expressive, he leaned down and kissed her gently. “Just wait.”

neck, deepening the

her down, and poured her a glass of milk

stir-fried a couple of simple side dishes, but the star was the beef

kitchen was a family favorite. Especially for Brittany, who used to have it almost once a week,

warmed, its unique

the smell, was drooling in

the meal served. He had barely eaten that night and was

chatting and eating.

tender and flavorful. The beef was savory but not overcooked,

plate of green vegetables before she reluctantly put down

cleaned up the leftovers and tidied

on the couch, watching Isaac bustle about in the

if time could

to wash up before they finally lay down for

soon as her head hit

next morning, Brittany was back to her efficient self, dressed in her work attire as