The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel (Brittany and Isaac)
Chapter 648

Chapter 648

She wouldn't just divorce and give up her current life just because he said, "I'll marry you."

A hint of coldness flashed in Wesley's eyes. He gripped Viola's hand tightly and spoke in a low voice, "Viola, the child is mine, and so are you. If you refuse to get a divorce, then I'll have to make Bruce give you guys up!"

Viola was so angry that her face turned red. She cursed Wesley, "Don't push your luck, Wesley!"

"Viola, you better behave."

Wesley looked at the rage in her eyes and didn't feel great either. In fact, over the years, he couldn't pull himself out of the joy Viola brought him.

He was dying to get Viola back through the child.

When they were together, he did like Viola, but the power his family gave him was more important.

But he couldn't bear to let Viola go. So he wanted both his family and Viola.

He didn't expect that Viola would leave him first. His peace-making attempt failed, which embarrassed him.

Later on, he gave up, thinking that she was just a woman. If it didn't work out, he could just replace her. But none of them were as good as Viola.

For the past few years, he always had Viola on his mind. Now that the opportunity came, how could he give it up?

On the eve of Lionel's wedding.

Brittany took Daniel to Lionel's house. Daniel's cuteness made everyone in the Chester family fall in love with him.

Tanya even prepared a necklace as a welcome gift..

Brittany didn't refuse and let Daniel accept it.

Daniel sat next to Tanya, telling stories.

Hannah commented, "He's really smart."

Brittany poured herself a cup of coffee and also poured one for Lionel, saying, "Lionel, you should go to bed early tonight; you have to pick up the bride tomorrow." Lionel's marriage partner was Moon Barton.

The two families were not far away from each other, but there were many rules for the wedding, so they all needed to rest early and prepare.

Lionel accepted the coffee, took a sip, and asked, "What did the Salter family say?"

"I can't get custody of the child for now." Brittany sat next to Hannah as she fiddled with her cup. "But I might get it in the future."

Lionel knew what Brittany was thinking. He also knew that she would never let those who hurt her get away scot-free. She was always like this, dauntless in both

love and hate.

"Bri, our home is always your home. Just do whatever you want to do; don't hesitate."

A slight smile appeared on Brittany's face. "Thank you, Lionel."

Lionel looked at her face, shifted his gaze, finished his coffee, and got up to leave.

The first floor was bustling, but the second floor was quiet.

He walked alone, feeling lonely in a house full of people. He turned his head at the corner of the second floor and saw Brittany's profile as a warmth welled up in his

chest.

But the warmth he was feeling was outweighed by a sudden cold wind that he felt deep in his core. It was like his heart had been hollowed out; a slight movement would cause heart-wrenching pain.

He pressed his chest, straightened up, pushed open the door of his bedroom, and gently closed it, as if he were shutting the door on his own desire.

Brittany, Daniel, and Hannah were going to sleep together. They had to attend the wedding the following day, with Daniel playing the role of the ringbearer.

Hannah had explained the rules to him, and Daniel confidently replied, "Hannah, you can rest assured. I can definitely do it well."

Hannah really liked Daniel. She hugged him and affectionately stroked him, causing Daniel's cheeks to become rosy as he lay in her arms. Brittany came out after taking a bath, looked at the time, and said, "Stop messing around; it's time to sleep. We need to get up early tomorrow." Hannah put Daniel down, and the three of them lay down and turned off the lights.

Brittany had been busy preparing for the wedding venue in the afternoon. She was exhausted and fell asleep shortly after.

In a half-asleep state, she seemed to hear Hannah talking.

She seemed to be whispering something. Brittany wanted to reply but was overwhelmed by the feeling of drowsiness and couldn't make any sound.