The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 876

“Tell me the truth.” Isaac looked straight at Noel.

Noel feigned calmness. “I am telling you the truth. Just rest up, okay? Brittany will be here as soon as she wraps up her things.”

Isaac remained silent.

Noel, scared stiff, finally blurted out the truth, “Just take it easy, alright? Brittany… she got a bit of a scare, some complications, and she’s still in the OR.”

Complications?

At that, Isaac couldn’t sit still any longer; he threw back the covers and tried to get out of bed.

“Bro, bro, bro, just stay put,” Noel, quick on his feet, held him down. “Brittany isn’t out yet, and you can’t do anything by rushing over there now.”

Isaac shook off Noel, clutching his back where the wound was, and tried to stand, but his strength failed him, and down he went with a thud to the floor.

“Bro, you gotta stay still,” Noel, worried about the wound tearing, said urgently. “Just wait here, I’ll get you a wheelchair.”

Isaac, sweating bullets from pain, urged, “Hurry.”

Noel quickly returned with a wheelchair, assisting Isaac into it before wheeling him to the operation room.

Their timing was uncanny, arriving just as the doctor stepped out of the operation room, his expression grave.

was already a high-risk pregnancy. Unfortunately, after the shock, we couldn’t save the

loss of a child before, broke down upon

something had exploded in his ears, his

tried to rise, disregarding his own wounds, but

now. If you

to freeze

was moved to a VIP room, and Isaac

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hospital put an extra bed in the room

consciousness, with her body largely unharmed but feeling a bit dizzy and in need

of Brittany’s miscarriage hit Grace hard.

caused hardly a ripple; it seemed no one cared much about

was undoubtedly looking for the shooter,

late into the night, seemingly aware of something amiss as she instinctively

hand, his voice hoarse. “You’re awake. Are you in

immediately filled Brittany’s eyes, her hand trembling.

Isaac’s eyes extinguished.

was gone. He felt guilty for not

like a hard, sour lump that he