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.

toy that had run out of steam, frozen in

too, refused to

that signing might mean giving up

even more hesitant.

laden with concern. “Zakky, Grandma’s in grave danger. You’ve got to sign. We

Brittany, his eyes a

up, no matter the outcome.” Brittany grasped his hand.

mechanically, Isaac scrawled his last name. As he handed the form to the nurse, his

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Chapter 839

Brittany led Isaac to

entered than Brittany found herself

hot tears

Brittany was stunned.

years she’d

only true

her heart and soul into him, and now

around his waist, her own heart aching. “Grandma will

in the crook of her neck, his tears falling relentlessly, drenching her skin and

will pull