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

Brittany insisted, "Time for

smile and led Brittany to their bedroom. As they lay down,

was genuinely exhausted and fell asleep almost

embrace, comforted by his steady heartbeat, feeling a

with their intertwined breathing, a sweet testament to

woke up to find Brittany still in his arms, peaceful and content. A soft warmth filled his

he got up, tucked her in properly, and changed into

he enjoyed his privacy, and secondly, to keep their

kitchen, he started preparing breakfast, recalling it had been months since he last made Brittany her favorite morning

watching over a pot

awake, raised an eyebrow. "Go freshen up; breakfast is

pot of creamy chicken oatmeal, her favorite, alongside some side dishes. "This is your favorite, chicken

the chicken broth sweet and the shredded chicken tender, melting

help but have two bowls, barely putting her spoon down.

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