The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Yuri stormed out of the police station and got into his car.

"Lock down everything that happened today. Keep Brittany's hospitalization under wraps. Don't let a word get out!"

"Dig into Mabel's background, and get the best lawyer in town. I want her behind bars for a long, long time!"

Yuri was still shaking with rage. Brittany was his pride and joy, and for Mabel to treat her this way was unforgivable. "Understood."

...

Upon hearing about Brittany's accident, Isaac rushed to the hospital, where Brittany had already been moved to a VIP room.

She was still unconscious, lying on the bed, her face pale as a sheet.

The nurse, seeing him arrive, questioned, "I'm sorry, this is a VIP room. You can't just come in here."

"I'm family."

Looking at Brittany's frail figure, Isaac's heart was in pieces: "You can leave now."

The nurse hesitated but was ushered out by the bodyguard standing by the door.

Once the nurse left, Isaac closed the door, walked over to the bed, and took Brittany's hand.

wake up, her palm warm. He kissed the center of her hand, his eyes filled with a

frowned, a low cry escaping

he had hurt her hand, Isaac instinctively let go

moment, she opened her

"Zakky."

moment she spoke, tears streamed down her face, "It hurts

leaning closer, "It's okay,

raised her left hand, clinging to his neck:

confirmed it. Our little one is doing

lips gently: "The reporter has been

with

matter as long

calmed down, then there

"Mr. Salter, ma'am."

in, carrying a pot of chicken soup, respectfully handing it

took the pot, signaling Nathan to

made chicken soup still steaming, a layer of grease floating on

out the chicken, placed it in a small bowl, put on gloves, and

her heart

ready, brought over a small table, alternating

skipped dinner and been through so