The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 389

Brittany rolled up to William's place, and it was full of relatives and close friends.

Brittany wasn't quite used to this kind of gathering. William was in his wheelchair, and there was a hint of unease in his eyes.

"Bri, help me up the stairs to rest," William suggested.

Brittany agreed instantly and wheeled him upstairs.

People were curious about Brittany's role in all this, Mrs. Dillion, afraid that she might have some ill intentions towards William, laughed it off and said, "She's just a friend!" and hurriedly followed them upstairs.

This was Brittany's first time at the Dillion's, and she knew nothing about the place. William led the way.

As they pushed open the bedroom door, William stopped and said, "It's late. You should head home."

Brittany instantly withdrew her hand, her eyes landing on William's empty trouser legs, feeling a lump in her throat.

William caught her gaze as if she'd seen through his deepest secret. He managed to keep a gentle face and said, "Brittany, if you still think we're friends, then…"

"By the time you're recovered, I might've already had the baby," Brittany cut him off.

She knew it would take him two more months of recovery before he could start using a prosthetic.

Recovery was a long road, and she could only imagine the pain William was going to endure.

"Recovery is my business; you should go," William said.

They were at a stalemate.

Mrs. Dillion heard the commotion and rushed over. Seeing the two in a standoff, she yanked Brittany, saying, "My son already said he doesn't want to see you; get out!"

Brittany, pregnant and already a bit wobbly, nearly fell.

William instinctively steadied her, glaring at Mrs. Dillion, "Mom, she's pregnant. Why would you push her?"

Mrs. Dillion was taken aback.

She had only yanked her. How did that become a push? And wasn't it William who wanted her to leave?

William's room was neat and tidy. Clearly, it had been modified.

William headed for the bathroom, refusing their help. Brittany instantly noticed the photo frames on the bedside table.

Most were solo shots, and some were family portraits of the Dillions.

One picture caught Brittany's eye, and she reached out to pick up the frame.

Wesley Tueley, Derek Bishop, William, along with Isaac.

The four of them were in blue and white uniforms, standing on the side of the field. The bright sunlight made them appear even more outstanding.

She'd never seen Isaac like this before.

He was in bright clothes, riding a horse, his eyes filled with the vitality unique to young men, full of life, like a fresh vine!

Seeing Brittany fixated on Isaac, Mrs. Dillion snatched the frame, carefully wiping it clean, "You're already married. Don’t have any more delusions. Everyone here is way out of your league!"