The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 896

“Zakky, let’s stay here. My studio is nearby, and there’s still some work to hand over.” Brittany hadn’t been back in ages and found herself missing every inch of this place.

Isaac’s gaze swept over the lamps, the couch, every inch of the living room, finally resting on Brittany.

He stepped forward, wrapping his arms gently around her waist. “These years must have been tough for you in Craneville, weren’t they?”

Transitioning from being a patient to rehabilitation and then venturing into entrepreneurship, he marveled at how she navigated through it all.

His words seemed to touch a tender, hidden corner of Brittany’s heart, and she instinctively pursed her lips.

“It was hard.”

Following her recovery, she immersed herself in building her business.

Initially, she worked alone, adamantly rejecting even William’s assistance. She was determined to stand on her own.

For six months straight, she practically lived in her studio until securing her first major contract, enabling her to finally afford a place of her own.

Over time, her studio grew, and her finance flourished. After much thought, she bought a villa in Bay Community.

truly secure,

taste, costing a pretty penny, but

of pain, she never shared with anyone, never spoke of the injustices or

she found herself unable to hold back, sharing in a

with a mix of shock and self-reproach. If he had taken better care of Brittany, would she have had

entire afternoon together, sharing

eventually fell asleep.

her up and carried her back to the bedroom.

was unoccupied, the

people to bring the

high spirits from their new marriage, Isaac decided to cook a

a feast and a dining room adorned with sunflowers-a sea of orange that

in a light gray knit sweater, his edginess replaced

Brittany, he kissed her forehead sincerely.

efforts, Brittany pecked him

retired early, worn out from

two days of rest at the villa, Brittany, feeling

her partner having managed

that she was back in Craneville, Brittany