The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Brittany paused, "There's nothing between me and Eltham-"

She couldn't have any romantic feelings for Eltham.

Isaac remained silent, diligently applying ointment to her wounds, then fetched a basin of warm water to wash her feet, before tucking her in with a blanket. "I know," he said. Brittany, sensing his mood was off, instinctively grabbed his hand. "The Lynettes have a hold over the royal family, and I don't want to be engaged to Eltham."

Isaac clasped her hand firmly, interlocking their fingers, his every touch radiating undeniable love.

"I know."

Brittany let out a sigh of relief. "I need some rest."

She was truly exhausted.

Isaac sat by the bed, "You sleep, I'll stay with you."

Hearing this, Brittany felt a wave of reassurance wash over her, and she closed her eyes, drifting into a deep sleep.

While Brittany slept soundly, Isaac was wide awake, tormented by the thought of his wife being engaged to another man. After what seemed like an eternity, a knock on the door broke the silence.

late. Shall I take you

It was Eltham.

it's time to go

leaned into his embrace, her arms wrapping around his neck: "Zakky, I miss

lips fiercely against hers,

was

kiss and straightening her dress. "You

to leave, asked, "When will we see each other

to come to

then leapt from

the balcony, relieved to see Isaac

she wiped

"Bri, were you asleep?"

her sleepy, less guarded appearance, felt his heart soften

take

foot, treated with ointment, was less painful, but walking in stiletto heels

discomfort and frowned, "Does

minding, he knelt and helped her remove her shoes, his heart aching at the sight of her wound.