The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 646

Brittany was in her pajamas, and as she bent down, she accidentally flashed a bit of skin. Isaac caught sight of it, and a wave of desire instantly washed over him.

Brittany, oblivious to his change, saw that he wasn't moving. She took a deep breath, filled up the bathtub with water, and tossed a towel at him. “If you don't wanna bathe, then suit yourself. Dress up; I'm outta here.”

Almost instinctively, Isaac grabbed her hand, his voice hoarse. “Don't go.”

Brittany wasn't dumb; she quickly realized what was happening and turned to look at Isaac. Sure enough, he was playing her again.

“Get lost!”

Brittany pushed Isaac away, her eyes welling up with tears. “Isaac, get out!”

She was such a fool. Isaac, this manipulative man, how could he possibly be drunk?

She stormed out and slammed the door behind her.

Isaac leaned against the edge of the bathtub as a bitter smile appeared on his face. It seemed like he had messed up again.

Brittany went back to her room, and climbed into bed. Her only thought before she drifted off to sleep was to change the password first thing in the morning.

...

God knew how long it took for Isaac to muster up the strength to get up.

He did trick Brittany. His complaints were all an act, but his drunkenness was real.

He wasn't completely wasted though, and his reaction was real too. He shot an angry glance at a certain part of his body. "I screwed up."

He got out of the bathtub, took the towel to dry himself, and wobbled to the guest room.

The next morning.

Brittany woke up to find that Isaac had prepared breakfast. There was a hint of guilt in his eyes. “About last night, I’m sorry. I really was drunk.”

Brittany sneered. “You were so drunk that you couldn’t stand, but that part of you could still stand?”

Isaac choked, then finally said, “I won’t do it again.”

Brittany frowned, not understanding why Isaac was acting so submissive in front of her. He was not like this!

“Dad, Mom, good morning!”

Brittany swallowed her anger for the sake of her son. She got up and headed to the kitchen.

Daniel glared at Isaac and whispered, “Dad, do you know how to win Mom back? If you keep this up, you’ll be hopeless.”

Isaac looked at him, almost wanting to laugh. “Do you?”

Daniel puffed up his chest. “Of course.”

Isaac handed him some food. “Eat up.”

Daniel felt ignored. He grumbled, “Dad, without me, you won’t get near Mom.”

“Can you help me then?” Isaac teased him. “Weren’t you the one who wanted a little sister? How am I going to give you a sister if you don’t help me win Mom back?”

The thought of having a cute little sister got Daniel excited. “Dad, if you want to win Mom back, you can’t just give in to her. You have to sweet talk her. Look at me. I make Mom happy every day, and she loves me so much.”

Isaac laughed. He was such a fool to think that Daniel could help. He had no idea what was going on between him and Brittany.

Brittany came back to the table, and Daniel started being all cutesy in her lap, calling her mom over and over again. He had Brittany laughing so hard that even Isaac couldn't help but cheer up a little.