No wonder Joie dared to flaunt how good Isaac was to her all the time.
Concerned that Brittany might be cold at night, Isaac turned on the heater and helped her adjust her position. "I've always thought of Joie as a sister, never anything else."
"Gotcha."
Brittany thought it was absurd. But she kept all her absurd feelings to herself. Her eyes were then full of sincerity.
Seeing her expression left Isaac rather taken aback.
He knew all about Brittany's coldness toward him lately.
"Bri, you..."
Brittany looked carefully at the face before her. For twenty years, she had always been thinking about the older brother who had fled with her. She even sought the help of private investigators but ended up with nothing.
The person she had been seeking for twenty years was right in front of her.
Brittany softened a little. She didn't dodge Isaac's hand. There was a struggle in her eyes, then she said, "I believe you about Joie."
She then asked, "Isaac, is there anything else you're keeping from me?"
As long as he was willing to say that he was going to marry Shona, she could give up her original plan. But he had to be honest.
"No."
Brittany sat up and wrapped her arms around his waist, her voice soft, "Zakky, I'm really not mad anymore. About the baby... I know you didn't do it on purpose. I won't blame you anymore."
Isaac seemed to have received an unexpected surprise. He was instantly joyful, subconsciously tightened his grip on her hand, and kissed her lips as domineeringly as before.
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