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.-

lit up at the mention of beef

he leaned down and kissed her

his neck, deepening the kiss until she

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

simple side dishes, but the

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

stew warmed, its unique aroma filled

smell, was

he had the meal served. He had

sat down, chatting and

flavorful. The beef was savory but not overcooked, melting

vegetables before she

cleaned up the leftovers

on the couch, watching Isaac bustle about

would it be if time could just stand still at

to their room to wash

exhausted, fell asleep as soon as her head

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