The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Brittany's eyes were wide with disbelief.

"Just go ahead and have the wedding."

Why wait and let things complicate further?

Brittany: ...

She knew Eltham wouldn't agree to call off the engagement.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Eltham looked straight into Brittany's eyes: "The thing with Twila, that was my fault. She's moved out of the royal residence, and she won't bother you again."

"I know you've been through a lot lately. I'll make it up to you."

Anything Brittany wanted, he was willing to give.

Except for calling off the engagement.

Eltham knew Brittany didn't trust him, getting a bit impatient: "Bri, I don't want to pressure you, but don't forget, I still have leverage over Isaac-" Brittany's grip on her glass tightened: "You're going to lock me up again?"

Like before?

Eltham knew Brittany was angry, softening his tone: "I wouldn't do that, but if I can't find a better solution, I might have to consider it." Brittany's face flushed with anger: "You-"

Just then, dinner was served.

Brittany held her breath until the server left, and Eltham changed the subject, talking about recent events.

Brittany had so much to say but nowhere to vent, so she swallowed it down.

The meal was as tasteless as wax.

Brittany put down her fork early.

Eltham, on the other hand, enjoyed his meal.

"I wasn't a big fan of Southern cuisine before, always thought it was too heavy, but now, I find it just right."

Eltham grew up in Craneville, used to lighter fare.

Though Southern cuisine wasn't as spicy and oily as some, compared to the delicate flavors of Craneville, it was bold and vibrant. Eltham broke into a sweat from the spices, a flush spreading across his handsome face.

He was trying hard to adapt to Brittany's world.

Brittany was unmoved.

She picked up her juice, took a sip: "It's getting late. I want to go home."

Eltham personally escorted Brittany back to the Lynette family home, and before leaving, he asked about Yuri.

"Mr. Lynette went to the capital, when will he be back?"

"Not for a while."

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"About before, I apologize."

Eltham said: "If Daniel ever wants to come to Craneville, he's always welcome." He paused: "I won't let him down."

Brittany gave a small smile.

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Isaac was seething: "I'm still here, and he dares to make plans for my son?"

Brittany laughed, dramatically sniffing: "Zakky, do you smell that?"

"No!"

Brittany, holding his hand: "You know I wouldn't marry him!"

Isaac, dark-faced from hearing about her dinner with Eltham, led Brittany into the mansion.

"Have you had dinner?"

"No."

Brittany frowned: "What do you want to eat?"Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"I want to have that Southern cuisine with His Highness Eltham!"

Isaac could grind his teeth to dust.

Brittany: "..."

Clearly, jealousy had spilled over!

"So, should I call Eltham back now?"

"Brittany!" Isaac couldn't hold back anymore.

Brittany stepped closer and tiptoed to kiss him: "I didn't eat much tonight. I want some mini dumplings."

Isaac huffed, lifting her in his arms:

"Of course, he only knows to take you out for Southern cuisine, forgetting you don't like that stuff. You only love the food I

make!"

Seeing him in a better mood, Brittany teased: "Actually, Eltham's cooking is not bad." "Shut it!"