The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Brittany had completely forgotten him.

As Brittany detected the teasing tone in his voice, she turned and glared at Isaac. "I didn't know you were married when I asked for your contact. Now that I do, it would be too shameless of me to ask for it, wouldn't it?"

Isaac picked up a napkin, scribbled a series of numbers on it, folded it neatly, and placed it on Brittany's plate. "I did have a family before. But my wife forgot about me and took off with our son."

His voice carried an unexplained chill, making Brittany shudder involuntarily. "So..."

He was abandoned!

"So, Ms. Lynette, feel free to contact me whenever you need."

Isaac turned and walked away.

Brittany stared at the napkin, impulsively unfolded it, memorized the number, and then meticulously refolded it, slipping it into her pocket.

Returning to her table, Brittany handed a piece of tiramisu to Daniel. "Don't eat too much. Your tooth isn't fully healed yet."

Daniel nodded obediently. "Mommy, Grandpa told me you're going on a business trip to Imperial City next month. Can I come with you? I miss Uncle."

And he hadn't seen Abby in ages.

"If time allows."

with features hinting at

clothes into the washing machine, adeptly taking care of her. As he did so, he pulled out a piece of paper

truly back. He quickly

"Okay."

out his phone watch, and dialed the

quickly answered, "Ms.

familiar voice, Daniel's eyes welled up; his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the floor, tears breaking through, "Daddy. Daddy, you're really alive. I knew you wouldn't leave me and Mommy..."

"Yes, Daddy."

you're back.

"How's your mom?"

us anymore." Daniel felt sorrowful sharing this, knowing it hurt Isaac, "But Mommy always thinks of

again, but she refuses. You need

ovinda

daddy for me!" His last sentence carried

ned

Isaac's voice was deep and husky. "I have some important matters to handle right now. I can't reveal myself or come back to

your mom."

of loss; he'd been practically inseparable from his dad, and after over half a year

given the number of people they had offended.