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.”

so expressive, he leaned down

wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss until

a glass of milk before washing some fruit for her, then he headed

a couple of simple side dishes, but the star was the beef stew with

that kitchen was a family favorite. Especially for Brittany, who used to have it almost once a

stew warmed, its unique aroma filled

by the smell, was drooling

had the meal served. He had barely

chatting and

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was

of green vegetables before she reluctantly put down her

utensils.

up the leftovers and tidied

the couch, watching Isaac bustle about in the

perfect would it be if time could

to their room to

fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

efficient self, dressed