The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 603

Daniel seemed to sense her sadness. His small hands wrapped tightly around her neck as he whimpered quietly.

Brittany was crying so hard she couldn’t control herself. Her whole body was trembling.

They held each other tightly, crying for a while. Then Daniel held back his tears and reached out to wipe Brittany’s away, “Mom, don’t cry; it makes me really unhappy.”

Did he do something wrong to make his mom so upset?

He had been crying just a minute ago, so his eyes red-rimmed and his nose pink, looking utterly pitiful.

Brittany hastily wiped her tears and reached out to him, “Can I eat the gift you gave me?”

“Of course.”

Daniel opened the box and took out a small cake, presenting it solemnly to Brittany.

Brittany knew the cakes Emily made were delicious, and this one was no exception.

She took a bite through her tears, her eyes glistening, “This is really yummy, thank you, Daniel.”. Daniel beamed, giving Brittany a sloppy kiss. Her face was covered in slobber, but it felt incredibly sweet. Isaac stood outside the lounge and saw them huddle together. There was a touch of sadness in his eyes. Brittany hadn’t recovered yet. He looked at the time and thought it best for her to rest.

He went over to them, “Go get some rest first. You haven’t recovered yet.”

talking to Isaac. She wanted to

up, leading Daniel back to her

IV. Daniel climbed up onto the bed, quietly staying by Brittany while his eyes were darting around.

you sick?” He

a bit

attention was almost entirely

Seeing them huddled together, he

her attention was on

to let go.

“Let him stay, I’m fine now.”

smile, “Just this

lay in Brittany’s arms. He had cried earlier and he was a bit tired now. His grip on her dress loosened and he dozed

he was asleep, Brittany tucked him in and kissed his forehead, her eyes filled with tenderness.

the side of the bed, picking up

Brittany felt

Kyle was alive,

been waiting for a chance to explain.

five years ago was a

facing Brittany’s gaze, he couldn’t get

fake, the pain and tears

“Bri, I…”