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.-

up at the mention of beef stew with

seeing her so expressive, he leaned down and kissed her

neck, deepening the kiss until she was lost in it.

a glass of milk before washing some fruit for her, then

of simple side dishes, but

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

its unique aroma

the smell, was drooling in

worked swiftly and in less than fifteen minutes, he had the meal served. He

sat down, chatting and

The beef was savory but not overcooked, melting in the mouth.

small plate of green vegetables before she

leftovers and

Isaac bustle about in the kitchen. She squinted her eyes, momentarily lost in

time could just

to their room to wash up before they finally lay down for

exhausted, fell asleep as soon

her efficient self, dressed in