The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 844

“Grandma, if it’ll make you better, I’m not just talking about donating a kidney – I’d give my heart if I had to.” Joie pledged with earnest devotion, “You know you’ve always been like my own grandma to me. Now that you’re sick, I’m willing to do whatever it takes to see you through this.”

Touched by the sentiment, Grace smiled weakly, “Bless your heart, child.”

Joie spent the entire afternoon by Grace’s side until Brittany arrived at the hospital.

Brittany was surprised to find Joie there; after all, she was supposed to be at the private clinic.

“Sis-in-law,” Joie said, rising to her feet, her voice a careful whisper, a stark contrast to her past defiance.

Grace raised an eyebrow. Joie had never been this docile before. Recent hardships seemed to have taught her a thing or two.

With a slight nod, Brittany handed over a thermos to Emily. “Grandma, I made you some soup. Be sure to drink plenty.”

Grace’s illness had taken a toll on her, and her health was deteriorating rapidly. It was important for her to rest and recover. Brittany served Grace a bowl of the soup, but after a few sips, Grace couldn’t manage any more.

settled in for the night, Brittany left with the thermos in

called out, stopping Brittany.

frowned at the address. “Joie, please don’t call me

a timid smile, “I realize I’ve been wrong before, and I

was perplexed. Could prison change someone so completely? In less than a month, Joie seemed to have lost her

rest,” Brittany advised before leaving.

walked away, a dangerous glint passed through Joie’s eyes, unnoticed by Brittany.

had dinner and retired

After a shower in the guest room, he slipped into the bed, cuddling up to Brittany and

Isaac chuckled softly.

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days that followed, Joie spent her days at the hospital with Grace and her nights back at the private clinic. Her

its end, Grace’s condition had somewhat stabilized. Isaac had arranged for top international surgeons to

to terms with many things, so she wasn’t nervous. In contrast, Isaac was visibly tense, engaging in repeated discussions with the lead surgeon about the surgical plan. He meticulously double-checked