The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

"No way."

Eltham's reply was firm. "I've told you countless times, I really like you, Brittany. Seriously. Whether you're on board or not, you're the only one I want as my wife."

Brittany couldn't fathom what Eltham saw in her. "What do you like about me, exactly?"

She changed? Could she really?

Eltham, misunderstanding her, thought she wanted a heart-to-heart.

He chuckled softly, "The first time I saw you, you were like a fairy, reigniting my long-lost sense of freedom. Then, as I got to know you better, you surpassed my expectations-more talented, more exceptional. You're worth all my affection." Brittany was choked up.

Truth be told, she'd always doubted her worth.

She felt she couldn't compare to many, like Loraine Field, or the princess before... yet, in Eltham's eyes, she was exceptional.

Being recognized felt joyous.

Unfortunately, this confession came under such circumstances.

"Eltham, I was wrong to hide the truth from you, and I'm sorry."

Brittany owed him an apology. "From the start, I've never had feelings for you. My agreement to the engagement was only because the royal family targeted the Lynette family." "By then, I was already with Isaac."

truth before

apology didn't bring Eltham any joy; instead, he knew her apology was a tactic to

"I know."

me a chance. How else will you know

"Looks, background, I'm in no way inferior to Isaac. I'm confident that given enough time, you'd

gave up on trying to reason with him. He wouldn't

her

Brittany

butler, "What does Ms. Lynette

mint pork ribs, sweet and

puzzled. "Why do you

had never inquired about

sleeves, Eltham declared, "Prepare the ingredients. I'll

Isaac cooked personally;

the message to the head

Eltham, who had been pampered from birth, even the

head chef watched Eltham's clumsy efforts, nervously suggesting, "Your Highness, perhaps

that what Isaac could

the outside and tender inside, then adding fresh mint leaves

cooking was

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