The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 935

“Sure thing.”

After a hearty meal of roast chicken and mashed potatoes, Daniel clung to Yuri, so Yuri took him to the study.

Saskia watched their retreating figures, biting her lip with a touch of envy.

In the living room, Brittany lay wearily on Isaacs knees, cocooned in his jacket with her eyes closed, resting.

Isaac, ever the gentleman, sat with impeccable posture. His large hand rested on Brittany’s waist, gently caressing it.

Saskia brought over two steaming cups of coffee, eager to make conversation.

“Mr. Salter,” she began, trying to sound casual, I heard from my brother that you’re from Imperial City?”

Isaac accepted the coffee but didn’t drink. “That’s right.”

Saskia sat down. “An impressive man like you and Bri make the perfect couple. How long have you been married?”

“Coming up on seven years,” Isaac replied truthfully.

years, but during a five-year hiatus, spanning over nineteen hundred days and nights, he was absent for

Seven years.

Saskia, that sounded like the infamous seven-year itch. No man, she mused, especially one

as perfect as it seemed, perhaps even on the

kept the conversation circling around Isaac and

tired of the charade and interrupted

lifted Brittany and carried her to the bedroom.

of rejection. Usually, men flocked to her. Despite lowering her defenses and initiating a conversation with

then, her phone rang.

It was Ivy.

Princess, what’s up?” Saskia

friends. Want to join?” Ivy’s background noise suggested she was already at their usual café.

be right

hung up, dressed meticulously, and left, satisfied with her appearance.

Saskia entered and shed her coat. “Sorry,

the center of attention, surrounded by her close companions.

Lynette family name, Saskia thrived in high