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."

been rough on Brittany. Chess was the least of her

her terribly,

Brittany dodged, "Not now."

a meeting in the afternoon

feeling rejected,

took his hand, placing it on her

meant, no time

Isaac froze.

the warmth in

her lip,

emotions were complex, not unhappiness

what she had endured. Holding her hand, he pressed it to his lips, "Bri,

planned anything, but he couldn't

want the

Brittany couldn't sit still.

"Of course, I do. But you've

relief, "I thought you weren't

the thought of not wanting the child. He gently caressed her

City." Brittany counted the weeks,

being slim, Brittany couldn't hide her growing

"Does anyone else know?"