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.

at Isaac, his gaze tinged with a frosty undertone. “I simply wanted to ask her if she

had few people he cared about, and Grace was one

you dare come near

a

maintain his composure, but

on the ground like a helpless

I still have a

and the doctors were at

was issued, each one further dampening Isaac’s spirits

in turmoil, everyone

as it often

despite hours of effort by the medical team, they couldn’t

operating room’s light flickered

frozen outside, like a statue,

like gales whistling by, tearing his heart into countless ragged pieces.

heard the doctor

sorry, we did everything we could. Grace’s body was at its limit. Even if she’d been revived, there wouldn’t have been much point.”