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

deepening the kiss until she was lost in it.

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

dishes, but the star was

Brittany, who used to have it almost once a week, a testament

stew warmed, its unique

smell, was drooling in anticipation.

less than fifteen minutes, he had the meal served. He had

down, chatting

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flavorful. The beef was savory but not overcooked, melting

a small plate of green vegetables before she

utensils.

the leftovers and tidied the

about in the kitchen. She squinted her

if time could just

took Brittany back to their room to

soon as her head

Brittany was back to her efficient self, dressed in her work attire as