The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

"Zip it, or Miss Brittany will have your head!"

Yuri cleared his throat, startling the maids, "Mr. Lynette!"

"Cut out the baseless gossip from now on."

Yuri didn't buy the rumor that Brittany was expecting. He scolded, clearly annoyed.

The maids, caught red-handed spreading tales without evidence, didn't dare to utter another word.

Although Yuri appeared calm, a seed of doubt had been planted.

Over the next few days, Yuri kept a close eye on Brittany.

And, just like the maids had mentioned, the signs were there.

Cravings for sour foods, excessive sleepiness, and bouts of nausea.

Yuri realized something was amiss and, after dinner one evening, led Brittany to his study.

"Bri, I notice you've been craving sour foods a lot lately. Are you feeling alright?"

Brittany, puzzled, replied, "Dad, I don't follow."

out his observations calmly, "I've heard from the maids you've been avoiding

"You're pregnant."

seemed to be speculating, but his mind was

"Is that so?"

was thick

any longer. Her knees buckled, and she fell to the floor, "I'm so

felt dizzy with anger, his

took a deep breath, "Dad, I've told you, there's someone I

licked her lips nervously, "I have a

he thought

hadn't expected not only were they still together, but she

"Bang="

have you lost your mind? You're betrothed to a royal,

heavily, demanded, "Who is this man? Bring him to me at

lips together,

"Speak!"

"Dad, I'm sorry, I love him. I'm pregnant, and it's my fault, but I won't leave him." Yuri stared at Brittany, his voice softening,

Brittany remained silent.

a moment,

said, "Go back to

still uneasy, whispered,