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?"

Elijah

his health, Brittany insisted, "Time

a smile and led Brittany to their bedroom. As they lay down, he wrapped his arms around

genuinely exhausted and fell asleep almost

nestled in his embrace, comforted by his steady heartbeat, feeling a sense of

bedroom was filled with their intertwined breathing, a sweet testament to their

find

he got up, tucked her in properly,

bother the servants. Firstly, because he enjoyed his privacy, and secondly, to

he last made Brittany her favorite morning meal. It felt like a lifetime

the delicious aroma. She found Isaac, apron-clad, watching over a pot

seeing her awake, raised an eyebrow.

fully awake to find Isaac serving up a pot of creamy chicken oatmeal, her favorite, alongside some side dishes. "This is your

her a bowl, the oats cooked to perfection, the chicken broth sweet

couldn't help but have two bowls, barely putting her spoon down.

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