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

It was Eltham.

"Bri, it's

her eyes, still groggy, she leaned into his embrace, her arms wrapping around his neck: "Zakky,

his lips fiercely against hers, as if wishing he could devour her whole.

Brittany was

go, after a lingering kiss and straightening

to leave, asked, "When will we

me to

kissed her cheek, then leapt from the

balcony,

was still outside, she wiped her

"Bri, were you asleep?"

less guarded appearance, felt his heart soften

take you

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

noticed her discomfort and frowned,

remove her shoes, his heart aching at the sight