The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 645

Brittany was about to continue her search, but suddenly, she heard the front door open.

Who else could it be at this hour other than Isaac?

Brittany deleted her search history and left the study. There was Isaac, leaning against the wall. His handsome face was flushed, and he reeked of alcohol. His usual aloofness was nowhere to be found.

“You’ve been drinking?” Brittany frowned. What was he doing here? Her place wasn’t a bar.

Isaac’s brows were furrowed, and he looked uncomfortable.

He loosened his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, swallowed hard, and let out a low moan.

Despite his obvious discomfort, Brittany held her tongue.

She spoke a lot, but it was like talking to a wall.

“It’s late; don’t wake Daniel.” She said that and went straight back to her bedroom.

Isaac just stood there, looking lost.

would have taken care of

for a while, he took off

in bed, Brittany tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Her mind was filled with thoughts of Viola’s and

that she was worried about Isaac. She was just concerned that he

her head, trying to clear her mind and force herself to sleep when

she got out of bed and

“Isaac?”

was no response. She walked to the bathroom

was open. Isaac was on the floor, his shirt now soaked,

drunken state and gave up on

weakly

wasn’t too drunk to recognize her.

you can. Finish your shower and

eyes. “You don’t love

his mind? Or did

when I’m drunk. You used to make lemon water for me… you would even

was now reminiscing about their

grew more and more intense; he

reached out to him.

raise his hand but failed.