Brittany chugged down her water and slumped onto the table, tears streaming down her face.
Hannah held her close, her eyes filled with sympathy.
Brittany cried her eyes out for a good while, as if trying to get all the years of pent-up frustration out of her system.
Hannah patted her back and waited for her to fall asleep. Once she did, Hannah carried her back to the room.
Brittany's sleep was far from peaceful. Her brows knotted in distress.
Hannah wiped her face dry, helped her into her pajamas, and left.
Once Hannah got home, she spotted Derek Bishop's car parked outside.
"Hannah, we need to talk."
...
Brittany and Kari seized the opportunity and signed a contract. The bank loan came through quickly, and Brittany's problems were sorted out.
The new product design was coming along smoothly.
Brittany booked her flight overseas. After finalizing the itinerary with William, she devoted all her remaining time to Tanya.
Tanya's health was unpredictable. She kept moving in and out of the ICU.
Brittany and the Chester family were worn out by the situation. After one more emergency, Hannah couldn't take it anymore, and Brittany sent her home.
When Brittany returned to the hospital, she found Isaac waiting downstairs.
He was clad in a black coat, tall and strapping. A cigarette was pinched between his fingers, its glow flickering. The dim light cast a hazy aura around him, his eyes deep like a still lake.
"Mr. Salter, what's up?"
On seeing her, Isaac stubbed out his cigarette and tossed it into the trash bin. "I heard Tanya's not doing well. I thought I'd check in."
As Brittany walked past him, she noticed the bin was full of cigarette butts.
Most of them were probably his.
Back when they were together, Isaac didn't smoke much. Then, he seemed to be puffing away like a chimney.
"Thanks for your concern, but you should head home."
Brittany turned to leave.
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