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.”

her so expressive, he leaned down and kissed her gently.

the kiss until she was

Brittany to the dining table, settled her down, and poured her a glass of milk before

dishes, but the

beef stew with carrots from that kitchen was a family favorite. Especially for Brittany, who used to have

beef stew warmed, its unique aroma

smell, was

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

chatting and eating.

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The beef was savory but not overcooked, melting in

plate of green vegetables before she

utensils.

up the leftovers and tidied the

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

if time could

to their room to wash up before they finally lay down for the night.

fell asleep as soon as her head hit

her efficient self, dressed in her work attire as she headed