The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 839

“I’m telling you, this was no accident!” Manuel huffed indignantly. “I know you’ve got an axe to grind with me, but Grace-she’s seriously ill…”

“Mr. Salter, please watch your words!” Brittany interrupted.

Isaac’s focus was entirely on Grace, and he had no time to bicker with Manuel.

However, Brittany was not so reserved.

With a steely gaze, she said, “Grandma took a turn for the worse so quickly; we’re all worried sick. Is arguing really going to help?”

Manuel’s face flushed with frustration at Brittany’s rebuff.

“Exactly, cut the chatter, will you?” Noel chimed in, “Grandma is ill, we’re all on edge. Your quarreling is just making things worse. If you can’t stand being here, then just leave already.”

Manuel’s face turned an ashen hue as he reluctantly clamped his mouth shut.

Grace’s condition had deteriorated so suddenly that the hospital had pooled its best resources, yet the prognosis wasn’t looking good.

All through the night, the doors to the operation room swung open and shut.

Brittany lost count of how many critical condition forms they had signed.

When it came to the last one, Isaac refused to sign.

pale, his eyes bloodshot, resembling a wind-up toy that had run out

too, refused to

might mean giving

was even

laden with concern. “Zakky, Grandma’s in grave

his eyes a pool

no matter the outcome.” Brittany grasped his hand. “Just

last name. As he handed the form to

it takes, you keep Grace

aback by his

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Chapter 839

Brittany

sooner had they entered than Brittany found herself pinned against the

hot tears soaking through the thin fabric and burning against her fair skin.

Brittany was stunned.

was the first time in years she’d seen

only true family.

poured her heart and soul into him, and

waist, her own heart aching. “Grandma will pull through. Don’t

head in the crook of her neck, his tears falling

will pull