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.-

at the mention of beef stew with carrots. “Yes,

he leaned down

her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss until she was

and poured her a glass of milk before

of simple side dishes, but the star was the beef stew with

Especially for Brittany, who used to have it almost once a week, a testament to its deliciousness.

beef stew warmed, its unique aroma

by the smell, was drooling

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

down, chatting and eating.

beef was

small plate of green vegetables before she reluctantly put down

leftovers and

Brittany curled up on the couch, watching Isaac bustle about in

be if time could

to wash up before they finally lay down for the night.

exhausted, fell asleep as soon as her

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