The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 830

"Don't…"

This was a public spectacle.

And she was still fuming.

Isaac knew it but couldn't contain himself. Jealousy consumed him, the kind that grew deep-seated from knowing Brittany and William shared their lives day in and day out for the past five years.

With a fierce grip, he clutched the back of Brittany's head like a general charging through the battlefield, laying siege.

Brittany struggled, her breath coming in short, heart-racing gasps.

Angry as she was, her love lingered.

She ceased resisting, and Isaac, overjoyed, became even more brazen. After nearly half an hour of sickeningly sweet kisses that left Brittany's lips swollen, he reluctantly let go.

"Bri, come home with me tonight, will you?"

Lately, Isaac could hardly bear to close his eyes at night, haunted by the fear that he might wake to find Brittany gone.

She wanted to resist.

"Just give me some time to sort out the lawsuit," Isaac's voice dropped to a low whisper.

Brittany's lips pressed into a tight line.

Seizing the moment, Isaac pulled her close. "I miss you; you know that."

Her ears burned. "If you have time to miss me, why not go check on your darling sister?"

He couldn't help but chuckle. "I don't have feelings for her. It's you I fancy."

He paused. "She saved Grandma and me once; I can't just ignore that."

Brittany's heart had been softening, but his words cast a chill over her. "So, you're just going to indulge her without limits?"

Isaac felt her attitude harden again.

He wanted to continue, but the wedding reception officially started.

"Let's talk about this later," he said.

Brittany moved past him, entering the banquet hall.

The reception was in full swing.

Marcel and Zella, hand in hand, exchanged their vows under the watchful eyes of the assembly.

The guests were numerous, and Marcel, hand still clasping Zella's, weaved through the crowd.

A man and a woman entwined.

Leda's eyes filled with shock and fury as she witnessed the video on the large screen.

"That's Leda, isn't it?"

"Good heavens, Leda's quite the player—hooking up with such a young stud. Must've cost a pretty penny, huh?"

The guests were abuzz with gossip.

Marcel's face twisted in anger. "What are you waiting for? Turn that off!"

"Leda, I want an explanation!" Manuel stormed towards Leda with fury.

Leda tried to struggle.

But the video wouldn't shut off.

Livid with anger, Manuel became entangled in a scuffle with Leda.

Meanwhile, Brittany quietly slipped away, and Isaac followed suit.

Realizing she'd been played, Leda glared daggers at Brittany's retreating figure. Unprepared, she caught a vicious slap from Manuel, her vision darkened, and she collapsed, out cold!