Chapter 731
The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart (Brittany and Isaac)
Chapter 731 High and mighty, the usually aloof Isaac found himself begging for another chance.
The sense of triumph was simply intoxicating.
Under the silver moonlight, Brittany, the apple of Isaacâs eye, was like a field of poppies, dangerously alluring. It had been a long time since Isaac had spent time alone with her.
Licking his lips, he dared to ask, âCan I...â
âNo.â
Brittany, sensing his intentions, rejected him outright. âIsaac, Iâve already agreed to your request. You should leave. Donât stay here.â
Isaacâs lips quivered. It seemed like heâd made an enormous decision. âYou promised me something. You have to keep it.â
She couldnât be with other men, absolutely not!
Brittany chuckled lightly and walked inside.
She initially wanted to clear her head, but then she was in no mood to do so.
The moment she closed the door, the man outside collapsed.
Brittany didnât want to bother with him, but she was afraid he might actually die on her doorstep. She opened the door, looking down at Isaac, âIsaac?â
He was probably faking it.
After all, he was quite the actor.
She called out a few times, but Isaac didnât respond. Crouching down, she noticed that Isaacâs eyes were tightly shut, his handsome face unusually pale.
He had lost much weight since she last saw him, with dark circles under his eyes.
Brittanyâs heart fluttered slightly. She went back into her room, grabbed her phone, and called Nathan. âIsaacâs here. Can you come and get him?â
Nathan was awakened, and the nearby Kari Malone, feeling a bit drowsy, asked, âWhatâs going on?â
Hearing Kari Maloneâs voice, Brittany hesitated. It seemed like she had disturbed their peaceful world.
âNothing, just a call. Go back to sleep.â
Kari, who had been working overtime for several days, was exhausted. Hearing Nathanâs words, she fell back asleep without a second thought.
Nathan got out of bed and left the bedroom.
He turned on the living room light and rubbed his forehead, âMs. Dustin, hold on. Iâm on my way.â
âForget it.â Brittany thought about how hard it was for Nathan and Kari to find time together. It wouldnât have been fair to interrupt them at that time.
âJust bring over some fresh clothes tomorrow morning.â
After hanging up, Brittany, feeling annoyed, glanced at Isaac, who was still lying on the ground. She half-dragged and half-carried him back home.
Isaac was in a deep sleep, not even waking up when he was thrown onto the couch with a thud.
Bringing him back was already doing him a favor.
She went back to her room, grabbed a small blanket, and tossed it onto Isaac before leaving him there.
After taking a shower and lying down, she tossed and turned until dawn, when she finally fell asleep.
When she woke up, she found a hot breakfast on the dining table.
Daniel emerged from the bedroom, looking surprised at the man coming out of the kitchen, âDaddy, why are you here?â
Isaac was still in his clothes from the previous day. But he was always well-dressed, never wearing the same outfit two days in a row.
Perhaps after a good nightâs sleep, he seemed to have been in a decent state at that time. Seeing the surprised looks on the faces of mother and son, he smiled, âLetâs have breakfast.â
Danielâs eyes were full of hope.
Brittany took Daniel to the dining table, and they both sat down. Isaac brought over two cups of warm milk.
Placing the milk on the table, he pushed one of the cups towards Brittany, âThanks for last night.â
The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart (Brittany and Isaac)
ï¤Chapter 730 The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)
ï¤Chapter 2187 (End)
Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared)
ï¤Chapter 987 Heâd been too tired recently, pulling several all-nighters in a row. Last night, he was so exhausted that he fainted.
Brittany picked up the milk and took a sip, âYou should see a doctor when you have time.â
Isaacâs expression changed slightly, âIâm not sick.ââ
Brittany narrowed her eyes, âDonât you have insomnia?â
At first, Isaac thought Brittany was mocking him, but hearing her words, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, âAre you worried about me?â