The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart (Brittany and Isaac) novel Chapter 536

Chapter 536 

The woman was puzzled for a moment, then realized the ‘she” referred to was Viola Miller. 

She suddenly remembered all the gossip. 

Wesley had been with Viola for three years. The entire town knew about his affection for her. 

The once notorious playboy had changed for love. Everyone thought they were heading down the aisle. 

But in the end, they broke up. 

Viola left the entertainment industry and married a big shot in the industry, while Wesley became a playboy again, returning to the arms of countless women. 

She had thought that Wesley had long forgotten Viola, but she didn’t expect that he would utter such words at this moment. 

“Mr. Tueley… 

Wesley was racked with a splitting headache, probably remembering things he shouldn’t. He opened the door and left. 

In fact, Wesley couldn’t remember why he and Viola had broken up. Maybe it was because she wanted to get married. Or maybe it was because the Tueley family didnt accept her. Or maybe he was just tired. 

He wasn’t a man of long-term commitment. Viola had been with him for so many years that he got used to her, but he seemed to have lost the initial passion. 

After the breakup, he rarely thought about her. 

Nobody around him mentioned her either. Even when her marriage news was widely known, he was not affected. 

However, just now, the scent of the woman in his arms reminded him of Viola. 

That was Violas favorite perfume. 

It was as if, in an instant, he was pulled back to the days and nights he spent with Viola. 

His heart ached. He stepped on the gas, driving his luxury car through the city in the deep night as if to shake off the strange pain completely 

He arrived at the bar. 

Wesley was led upstairs by a waiter. He pushed open the door of the private room. 

The smell of alcohol almost made Wesley dizzy. He took a step back, frowning, 

“You can go.” 

The waiter left. 

Wesley walked into the room and kicked a bottle, which made a clattering sound. 

He closed the door of the room. 

Perhaps due to alcohol, Isaac lost his usual calmness. He was lying on the table, his eyes blurry from intoxication, looking as if he had been crushed, just like every night for the past five years. 

“Didn’t Brittany come back? Why are you drinking so much?” 

Isaac mumbled, “She’s living with William.”