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

expressive, he leaned down and

arms around his neck, deepening the kiss until

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

simple side dishes, but the star was the

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

warmed, its unique aroma filled the kitchen.

the smell, was

the meal

down, chatting

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

off a small plate of green vegetables before she reluctantly put down

the leftovers and tidied the

curled up on the couch, watching Isaac bustle about in the kitchen. She squinted

if time could just stand still

Isaac took Brittany back to their room to wash up

soon as her head hit the

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