The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 678

Brittany shrugged her off, losing her appetite for the coffee.

"Let's go, Kari."

Carla grabbed her purse and followed them closely behind, "Wait up, sis-in-law."

Brittany cringed at the title, pausing her steps, and said, "Don't call me that."

She never considered herself a part of the Salter clan, let alone Carla's sister-in-law.

Carla blushed, "I'm sorry. They were just joking."

"What kind of man is William? You know better than I do. Would you marry him if he really did all those things they're saying?"

Brittany couldn't understand. Carla was so infatuated with William, and it was no secret. But when people spoke ill of him, Carla just brushed it off as a joke?

Carla's smile faded, then she said, "You and William broke up a long time ago."

"I know. But aside from that, we're old friends. I trust his character."

Brittany didn't see anything wrong with her actions. She would have done the same for any of her friends, not just William. But Carla saw it differently.

Carla had always wondered why William had been in love with Brittany for so many years. Was it her looks? Her figure? Her wealth? She didn't lose out to Brittany in any of those aspects. In fact, she knew William even before Brittany did, yet William never gave her a second look.

At that moment, she finally understood what was so special about her. Brittany was simply out of her league.

She licked her lips, pleading, "Can you please stop contacting William?"

Brittany frowned, "What?"

"I know it's unreasonable, but I've always been bothered by your previous relationship with William. For the sake of our marriage, can you step out of our lives?"

Isaac came home a little drunk.

Brittany pretended not to notice. Their relationship had hit rock bottom lately, and Isaac's attempts to make amends had been met with indifference.

Brittany bypassed him, heading to the kitchen. When she returned, she held a warm glass of milk. Isaac leaned against the wall, his eyes a mix of confusion and frustration as he curiously asked, "Did you have a fight with Carla?"

Had Carla tattled?

The thought flashed through Brittany's mind as she sipped her warm milk, and without providing an answer, she questioned him, "Did she tell you?"

"Everyone knows what William did. You defended him, and his wife is naturally upset."

Not wanting to argue with him on that topic, Brittany turned to leave.

Isaac watched her retreating figure, inexplicably feeling a headache coming on. Almost instinctively, he reached out to wrap his arms around her waist. "Don't move."