The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 645

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Chapter 645

Brittany was about to continue her search, but suddenly, she heard the front door open.

Who else could it be at this hour other than Isaac?

Brittany deleted her search history and left the study. There was Isaac, leaning against the wall. His handsome face

was flushed, and he reeked of alcohol. His usual aloofness was nowhere to be found.

“You’ve been drinking?” Brittany frowned. What was he doing here? Her place wasn’t a bar.

Isaac’s brows were furrowed, and he looked uncomfortable.

He loosened his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, swallowed hard, and let out a low moan.

Despite his obvious discomfort, Brittany held her tongue.

She spoke a lot, but it was like talking to a wall.

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“It’s late; don’t wake Daniel.” She said that and went straight back to her bedroom.

Isaac just stood there, looking lost.

Back when they were together, she would have taken care of him when he got drunk. But not anymore.

After resting for a while, he took off his clothes and headed for the bathroom.

Once in bed, Brittany tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Her mind was filled with thoughts of Viola’s and Isaac’s

drunken states.

It wasn’t that she was worried about Isaac. She was just concerned that he might make a noise and wake Daniel.

She shook her head, trying to clear her mind and force herself to sleep when she heard a thud.

Startled, she got out of bed and opened the door.

“Isaac?”

There was no response. She walked to the bathroom and froze.

The bathroom door was open. Isaac was on the floor, his shirt now soaked, looking like a complete mess.

The floor was slippery with shower gel and water. Apparently, he had lost his balance due to his drunken state and

gave up on trying to stand straight. Brittany walked into the bathroom and kicked Isaac lightly. “Can you stand up?”

Isaac looked up at her, weakly raising his hand. “Bri.”

At least he wasn’t too drunk to recognize her.

“Get up if you can. Finish your shower and go to sleep.”

Tears welled up in his eyes. “You don’t love me anymore.”

Brittany was taken aback. Was he out of his mind? Or did he forget that they had broken up?

“You didn’t even make lemon water for me when I’m drunk. You used to make lemon water for me… you would

even help me take a bath. But now you don’t love me anymore.”

He had been at a party, had quite a few strong drinks, and was now reminiscing about their past. The contrast

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made him feel even more sad.

His complaints grew more and more intense; he even began trembling. He was definitely drunk.

Brittany dismissed her previous assumptions and reached out to him. “Get up.”

Isaac tried to raise his hand but failed.

Brittany sighed. She crouched down and helped him up.

Isaac was obviously drunk; he was all soft and limp. His full weight was on Brittany.

It was a struggle, but she managed to undress him and get him into the bathtub.

She picked up the shower head and turned her head. “You wash yourself.”

She wouldn’t have bothered with Isaac if she weren’t worried about waking Daniel.

The shower water was scalding hot. As soon as the water hit him, he jerked back but didn’t make a sound.

Brittany noticed his reaction and realized that the water was too hot. She quickly adjusted the temperature, and the

tub was soon full.

Isaac leaned against the edge of the tub, his eyes never leaving Brittany.

She was still the same as she was five years ago, tough on the outside but soft on the inside.

Even though she clearly didn’t like him, she couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.

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