The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 887

Grace collapsed once again.

The Salter clan was in an uproar, storming the hospital in a mass of worry and apprehension.

Isaac was the family’s pride and rock, the linchpin that held them together.

Surrounded by his kin, their inquiries came fast and fervent, as if fearing that with Grace’s departure, the entire Salter legacy would fall squarely on Isaac’s shoulders.

Manuel and Marcel were there too.

Gone was their former luster; these past few days had been particularly rough for them.

Marcel hadn’t expected Grace to collapse.

The moment Marcel showed up, Isaac grabbed him and slammed him against the wall with a force that threatened to crunch his bones.

“Emily said you went to see Grandma. What did you say to her?”

Grace didn’t just collapse out of the blue; anger must have played a part.

his gaze tinged with a frosty undertone. “I simply wanted to ask her if she could spare

Marcel; he had few

coldly. “Marcel, if you dare come near Grandma again, I swear,

that a

maintain his composure, but panic

a helpless mass. Despite his attempts to rise, his legs failed to

I still have a shred of sanity left.”

and the doctors

critical notice after another was issued, each one further dampening Isaac’s spirits as Grace’s health

family was in turmoil, everyone anxiously awaiting an outcome.

often is,

night, Grace was critical again, and despite hours of effort

flickered on and off.

frozen outside, like a

were like gales whistling by, tearing his heart

heard the

was at its limit. Even if she’d been revived, there wouldn’t have been