The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 882

Hana stood frozen in place.

Could Isaac truly be so lacking in chivalry? He didn’t even bother to turn his head at her?

The group of men advanced, their previously thuggish demeanor melting away. “Miss, what do we do now?”

Hana was fuming. “You’re useless, probably didn’t make it look real enough!”

The men exchanged confused glances. They hadn’t even started their act!

When Isaac returned home, the main lights in the living room were off, leaving only a dim lamp on. He tiptoed in, shedding his coat, and made his way to the study.

Brittany was still awake.

“Have you eaten, Bri?”

She put down her paperwork. “I’m not hungry.”

Isaac knew she hadn’t eaten properly. He approached her, “I picked up beef stew with carrots from that soup kitchen you love. Want some? I can heat it up for you.”

Brittany had been on a bland diet for her recovery and was practically craving something with flavor.-

Her eyes lit up at the mention of beef stew with carrots. “Yes, please.”

leaned down and kissed her

his neck, deepening the kiss until

dining table, settled her down, and poured her a glass of milk before washing some fruit for

but the

was a family favorite. Especially for Brittany, who used to have it almost once a week, a testament to its

beef stew warmed, its unique aroma filled the

enticed by the smell, was drooling in

had the meal served. He

down, chatting

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tender and flavorful. The beef was savory but not overcooked, melting

plate of green

utensils.

cleaned up the leftovers

bustle about in the kitchen. She squinted her eyes, momentarily lost in a

be if time could just stand still

cleaning up, Isaac took Brittany back to their room to wash up before they finally

as soon as her head hit the pillow.

self, dressed in her work attire as she