The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Here's the revised version of the translation:

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"Caspian, don't push it!"

Isaac saw the tears welling up in Brittany's eyes and hesitated to press further.

He gently squeezed her wrist, his warm fingertips brushing against her skin, a touch that felt oddly familiar to Brittany.

"Bri," he murmured, his voice low. "Stop seeing Willard."

Brittany's anger flared. "And what right do you have to tell me who I can and can't see?"

"Because we're on the same registry," Isaac whispered, almost biting her earlobe.

Brittany's pupils dilated in shock.

Isaac reached out, covering her eyes and gently pressed his lips to hers, tenderly, filled with sincere love.

"Just stay put with our son, and I'll sort out my mess soon."

"If you contact Willard again, I won't lay a finger on you, but Willard... I can't make the same promise."

specific spot on her back. A wave of numbness washed over her, and she collapsed

...

woke up to find herself drenched in cold sweat, lying

her phone

all been a

her door and called out to a servant, "Did I go out

Miss," the servant replied, visibly shaken

her room, but the man's words, his breath, and the kiss

bad dream, rushed over. "Mom,

and knelt down. "Daniel, what's

"Isaac.

couldn't recall any details about

search for him on her phone but found

Daniel panicked,

dream," Brittany reassured him, embracing her

to focus on work, Brittany

at first sight for

Dad

in a car accident," Daniel said with a frown. "Everyone says

in the