The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Brittany had no idea that people were talking about her. After taking a few days off to recuperate, she plunged back into her work with renewed vigor. During her lunch break, after finishing a sandwich, she returned to her lounge. No sooner had she lied down when there was a knock at the door.

Then, the door swung open.

Her assistant rarely barged into her office, so instinctively, Brittany sat up, her body tense. She threw off the covers, got up, and without thinking, pulled open a drawer to grab a paring knife. That's when she heard-

"Bri?"

At the sound of the voice, Brittany quickly put down the knife.

Then, Isaac pushed the door wider, spotting Brittany's defensive move, "Bri, you alright?"

Brittany shook her head, closing the drawer, "What brings you here?"

Isaac walked over, pulling her into an embrace, inhaling her scent, which always brought him peace, "Just got back from a business trip."

Brittany, accustomed to his presence, instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"Wanted to surprise you."

"Did anyone see you-"

"No one."

Isaac lifted her up, "Heard about the chess club thing at your office. Interested?"

"Not really."

on Brittany. Chess

terribly, attempted

Brittany dodged, "Not now."

afternoon and couldn't afford to

feeling

it on her stomach,

no time for

Isaac froze.

stiffened, the warmth in

reaction wasn't of joy, biting her

complex, not

having another brought back the guilt for what she had endured. Holding her hand, he pressed it

anything, but he couldn't resist

want

Brittany couldn't sit still.

But you've suffered so much before,

"I

the child. He gently

that night in Imperial City." Brittany counted

Brittany couldn't hide

"Does anyone else know?"