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.”

seeing her so expressive, he leaned down and kissed her

around his neck, deepening the kiss until she was lost

down, and poured her a glass of milk before washing

but the star

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

warmed, its

enticed by the smell, was drooling in anticipation.

swiftly and in less than fifteen minutes, he had the meal served. He had barely eaten that

down, chatting

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Chapter 882

The beef was

plate of green

utensils.

the leftovers and tidied the kitchen.

couch, watching Isaac bustle about in the kitchen. She squinted her eyes,

would it be if time could just stand still at

took Brittany back to their room to wash up before

soon as her head hit

self, dressed in her work attire as she headed to