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 carrots. “Yes,

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

wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss

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

a couple of simple side dishes, but

Brittany, who

its unique aroma filled the kitchen.

enticed by the smell,

meal served. He had barely eaten that night and was feeling hungry himself.

sat down, chatting and

The beef was savory but not

small plate of green vegetables before she reluctantly put down her utensils.

up the leftovers

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

be if time could just

took Brittany back to their room to wash up before they

exhausted, fell asleep as soon as her head hit the

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