The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 1176

Brittany couldn't help but chuckle, "That's not what I meant."

Isaac, slightly irritated, retorted, "Don't go feeling sorry for anyone else."

It had been a while since they last saw each other, and Brittany had a lot to say to him. Yet, when the words reached her lips, she felt they were unnecessary.

An eerie silence fell upon the room, their breaths intertwining. Brittany lay in his arms, and through the thin layer of fabric, she could clearly hear his heartbeat. Isaac gently squeezed her waist, "Time to sleep."

Brittany, who usually found it hard to sleep in unfamiliar beds, felt much more at ease with him around and unknowingly drifted off to sleep in his embrace. Isaac was in a rush this time, his time was limited.

He couldn't stay for long.

Once she fell asleep, he carefully moved away from her, pulled the blanket over, and tucked her in properly.

She seemed a bit fuller lately, probably due to the pregnancy, making her look even more delicate. He reached out, caressing her face for a long while before finally leaving. The deep, dark night swallowed all traces.

When Brittany woke up again, the space beside her was empty.

Heading downstairs, she bumped into Twila.

Twila was on the lean side, her hair slightly yellowed, probably from malnutrition.

Twila stared at Brittany, "Are you going to marry my dad?"

this wicked woman who wanted to marry her dad, which was

voice but didn't take it to heart, "Given the current

"I

was for her

Twila's feelings, "Well, you

Hestia could rekindle their old flame, she

to Twila, it sounded like

glared at Brittany

Brittany, pregnant and moving

the dining room. There, Twila sat at the table, surprisingly calm

en

greeted the queen, and Eltham came over with her favorite breakfast,

cooking personally and looked

pretended not to notice and

Twila eyed the dish in front of Brittany,

one serving of chicken and dumplings, "Alright, I'll ask the kitchen

to have

took a sip of the soup-homemade chicken broth as the base, delicious and aromatic. Eltham stood up, "I'll

"Can't Brittany just give hers to

was a child, why couldn't the bad woman just give her the chicken and

Eltham frowned, "Twila."

enjoys

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