The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 22

Bretany heard footsteps, and assuming it was Finnand his gang, sh

Crash!

mediately grabbed a vase nearby, ready to strike first.

fea wave of dizziness, then grabbed Brillany’s wrist. The vase in her hand fell to the ground

Shards few everywhere.

A familiar masculine scent het her. Brittany looked up.

‘Zakky”

She recognized the visitor and breathed a sigh of relief, her small hands tightly wrapped around his neck, her breathing is

“Thank God’s you”

Thank God it wasn’t Firm. If she had to fall into someone’s hands, Isaac was the best choice

this wasn’t ther first

waist, feeling her abnormal

drenched

eld

Brittany in the tub, turned on the shower head, and let cold water pour down. Brittany trembled subconsoudy her small hands tightly gripping the edge of the tub, her knuckles turning

Splash-

phone fell into the tub

took out his phone, left the

said. “Mr. Saltet are you

‘No me.”

sigh of

and quickly, an older woman She paused when she stay in the tub, then proceeded to check her and give her an

back. “Can you tell what drug she

doctor took a breath and said, “Luckily there was no sexual contact. Otherwise, the drug’s effects would have been much

doctor was obviously experienced, and she was just curious why the usually aloof Isaac would

given the

the tub, drained the water and said,

wating outside the door in

needed again.

the bed, and covered her with a blanket. By now, he was drenched in

calmed down for about an hour,

dose of the antidote, and Brittany finally