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.

eyes bloodshot, resembling a wind-up toy that had

too, refused to

signing might mean giving

even more hesitant.

took Isaac’s hand, her voice laden with concern. “Zakky, Grandma’s in grave danger. You’ve got to sign. We can’t delay her treatment.”

to Brittany, his eyes a pool of

give up, no matter the outcome.” Brittany

last name. As he handed the form to the nurse,

takes, you keep

taken aback by his intensity,

1/2

08:17

Chapter 839

the nurse had left, Brittany led Isaac to

they entered than Brittany found herself pinned against the wall.

pressed close, his hands imprisoning her waist, hot tears soaking through the thin fabric and burning against her

Brittany was stunned.

years she’d seen Isaac

his only true family.

and soul into him, and now with her in

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

head in the crook of her neck, his tears falling relentlessly,

will pull