The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

She stepped into the bathroom, letting the warm water wash away the stress of her day.

Meanwhile, Isaac was just about to call Yuri Lynette when his phone rang.

Picking it up, he was greeted by an impatient voice. "Bri, why aren't you back yet? Eltham called, said you were feeling unwell?" "Dad, Bri's with me."

"Ridiculous!"

Yuri shot up from his chair. "You're blatantly keeping Bri at your place. Have you considered the consequences if people find out?" "Dad, she's my wife. It's only natural she's with me."

Yuri fell silent, finally relenting. "She's pregnant. Take good care of her."

"Will do."

After hanging up, Isaac moved to his desk to catch up on some work.

Brittany, fresh from her bath and in her pajamas, saw him engrossed in his papers and felt a stab of concern.

She approached the desk and playfully snatched the documents from him. "Aren't you tired? Why are you still working?"

promised Elijah I'd

health, Brittany insisted, "Time

to their bedroom. As they lay down, he wrapped

exhausted and fell

by his steady

with their intertwined breathing, a sweet

slept deeply for the first time in ages, woke up to find Brittany still in his arms, peaceful and

her in properly,

Firstly, because he enjoyed his privacy, and secondly, to keep their

been months since he last made Brittany her favorite morning

Brittany was lured downstairs by the delicious aroma. She found Isaac, apron-clad, watching over a pot of simmering oatmeal, its comforting scent

her awake, raised an eyebrow. "Go freshen up;

serving up a pot of

bowl, the oats cooked to perfection, the chicken broth sweet and the shredded chicken

but have two bowls,

her enjoyment, smiled. "If you like it, I'll