The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 1137

Eltham's gaze was filled with such deep affection, completely captured by the journalists. Brittany could only imagine how the media would sensationalize the story, and the whirlwind of reactions it would provoke online.

Throughout the seemingly endless interview, Brittany barely remembered a word she said.

Once it was over, Eltham escorted Brittany to the car. Noticing her pale complexion, he asked with a gentle smile, "Bri, did the interview spook you?"

Brittany snapped back to the present, finding Eltham's presence somewhat unsettling.

"You already knew about me and Zakky."

She recalled the night Eltham showed up at the Lynette residence, "Last time, you did that on purpose, didn't you?"

Eltham relaxed back into his seat, "That's not important. What matters is, we're getting married."

Brittany couldn't understand him, "You don't care that I'm pregnant?"

"I've arranged for a procedure next week," Eltham said, his gaze darkening as he looked at her belly. "As long as the child is gone, I can pretend nothing ever happened."

Brittany felt a chill run through her.

Eltham took Brittany to a villa he owned, confining her to the second floor.

"Are you imprisoning me?" Brittany asked, incredulous as she observed the guarded doors and windows.

"Bri, you've been under so much stress, I hate to see you like this. I just want you to rest," Eltham said, his gentle smile masking a chilling undertone.

Brittany tried to resist but was forcefully pushed down onto the bed by Eltham.

"Stop moving."

"You're carrying a child right now. Though I'm not fond of the child, I do care for you," Eltham said, feigning concern. "We'll have our own children someday, and I'll take good care of you."

Brittany thought Eltham had lost his mind.

Eltham administered a sedative to Brittany. She wanted to fight it but soon fell victim to the overwhelming drowsiness, collapsing onto the bed.

As he caressed her face, Eltham's eyes revealed an undeniable possessiveness.