The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart (Brittany and Isaac) novel Chapter 537

Chapter 537 

Wesley was at a loss for words. 

Isaac wrenched his hand free, cradling his drink, one after the other, as if it could make him forget Brittany and William…. 

Wesley couldn’t stand it anymore, he snatched his glass and said, “Zac, boozing here isn’t helping anything. If you’re still a responsible man, you should go get your love back” 

Isaac was stunned. 

“Zac, Brittany is still alive, so you still have a chance,” Wesley licked his lips. 

Having grown up with Isaac, when had he ever seen him so down and out? 

He had put all his emotions into Brittany. He hadn’t been able to move on, whether it was five years ago or five years later. 

If he can’t let go, then he should try to make amends! 

It seemed as if Isaac understood. He stood up, swaying, “You’re right. I’m gonna go get her back.” 

Wesley didn’t trust him to go out alone, so he dropped the bottle and followed him. 

“Zac, wait up.” 

He had drunk so much, and he still wanted to drive? 

Just stepping out of the private room, Wesley saw a man and woman walking hand in hand, and his feet seemed to freeze. He suddenly couldn’t move. 

After a year, he saw Viola again. 

Their breakup had been nasty. Viola had even dropped her usual pride, almost screaming, tearing the last shred of respect between them. 

He only remembered the last time when they met, Viola had left a key in front of him. It was the key to the villa they lived together. 

Wearing a bright red dress, as stunning as ever, her face looked a bit tired as she said, “Wesley, from today on, we have nothing to do with each other.” 

He had drunk a lot that night. He didn’t try to stop her, he just lay on the couch, annoyed. Until the door closed, he didn’t say a word 

He only remembered the lights that night were too bright, hurting his eyes and making him want to cry 

Now, Viola was still wearing a bright red dress, with short hair and red lips, clinging to the man by her side. The man said something. making her giggle. 

Wesley wanted to hide, but Viola spotted him. 

The smile on Violas face remained. The man next to her saw Wesley standing not far away and greeted him with a smile, “Mr Tueley.” 

Wesley stared at Viola anxiously, probably trying to see the old emotions in her face. 

However, Viola looked at him with a very plain gaze, as if she was looking at a stranger. 

Wesley stood there, stunned. 

Viola and her husband walked away hand in hand. As she passed him, he smelled a fragrance. 

It was her favorite perfume. 

Wesley lost the mood to catch up with Isaac. He went back to the private room, picked up the wine on the table, and took a big gulp. The strong alcohol churned in his body. He lifted his hand weakly to cover his eyes. 

Like a slideshow, all the scenes of him and Viola together flashed in his mind. 

He suddenly remembered when they were together. Every time he woke up from a hangover, he was always clean and refreshed. 

-Viola had taken care of that. 

Now, it was different. Every time he woke up from a hangover, he was always tired and smelled of alcohol. 

Now, a lot of people were looking after him, but they were not like Viola. 

No one would ever treat him like Viola did. 

Tonight’s lights were brighter than the night they broke up. 

Brittany had dinner with William at her home and then sent him off.