Chapter 182 Thinking of Resigning
Chapter 182 Thinking of Resigning
Damian seemed to sense there was more to her silence.
Does she think it’s too far away?
+10 Free Coins
“That’s not what I meant…” Isabelle was thinking that Columbus Day was still a long way off. Wasn’t it too early to start planning?
His company is going public. I need to step up my game to be worthy of him.
“Belie, I’ll never treat you poorly,” Damian said earnestly.
His sudden declaration made her blush. She pressed her lips together to hide a smile, her hands fidgeting nervously in her lap. Her heart fluttered.
“Okay,” she replied softly.
Damian’s mood lifted. He licked his lips. “If you fall in love with me, remember to tell me.”
She didn’t answer.
I think I fell for him a long time ago. I just haven’t had the nerve to say it.
Warmth spread across Isabelle’s face.
That’s way too direct. It’s embarrassing.
“Belie?” He thought she hadn’t heard.
“Hmm?”
“You are in love with me, right?” Damian pressed.
A sweet feeling blossomed in Isabelle’s chest. She smiled, looking out the window.
Yes, I am.
When she stayed quiet again, his eyes settled on her.
Is she having second thoughts? Did I do something wrong? Does she not feel anything for me?
A sudden wave of disappointment hit him.
The car pulled into the garage.
Damian got out, walked around to the passenger side, and opened the door, caging isabelle in her seat
Isabelle had just unbuckled her seatbelt. Seeing his intense expression, she leaned back instinctively her heart pounding
“What are you doing?” she asked, shrinking back slightly,
His presence filled the space, carrying a hint of brudration.
10:42 am Pppp.
Chapter 182 Thinking of Resigning
+10 Free Coins
Damian looked down at her. “You still haven’t answered me.”
“Answered what?” Isabelle’s face flushed. Being this close made it hard to think straight.
Especially with a man radiating this much raw masculinity. It was hard not to feel shy. They rarely discussed things at such an intimate distance.
His gaze completely unraveled her.
Isabelle was so wrapped up in his sweet words and forgot his question.
“Are you even a little bit in love with me?” Damian asked, summoning his courage. He sounded serious, but with a touch of vulnerability.
He was terrified she’d say “not yet,” or “no.”
But Isabelle answered, “Yes.”
She lowered her eyes shyly, unable to look at him.
Did he really have to ask so bluntly?
A smile touched Damian’s lips. He lifted her chin with his thumb, forcing her to meet his eyes. “I didn’t hear that. Belie, do you love
me?”
Isabelle swallowed, her shimmering eyes fixed on the man watching her so intently.
She leaned up slightly and kissed the corner of his mouth. “Damian, I love you,” she whispered shyly. “I’ve loved you for a long time.”
Their heated gazes locked. The air around them
grew thick and warm.
Damian cupped the back of her head and kissed her deeply.
She’s mine.
Isabelle met his intensity, letting him claim her, her hands moving to hook around his seductive waist. His kisses moved from her lips to her earlobe. His fingers found the buttons of her blouse, slipping inside. Isabelle gasped softly as she felt the warm, damp pressure of his mouth on her collarbone, trailing lower. She patted his shoulder lightly. “Damian…”
He murmured a vague acknowledgment against her skin but didn’t stop. His hands grew more insistent.
Shyly, she pushed him back.
Damian lifted his head, resting his forehead against hers. His hand remained where it was, moving with a lazy, teasing (nothm.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice rough
“James and the others are back to work today she murmured.
10:42 am Pppp.
Chapter 182 Thinking of Resigning
I just don’t want the household staff to find us doing this in the garage in broad daylight.
“Why worry?” Damian asked, pecking her lips again with a smile.
“It’s not a good time. I’m tired from last night. I didn’t sleep well.” She pushed his hand away from her chest.
Damian chuckled, pinched her cheek, gave her lips one more kiss, and then let her go, fastening her buttons for her.
She said she loves me. That’s enough. I’ll listen to her.
Isabelle didn’t move, watching him intently.
Three months ago, Damian was unapproachable, cold as ice.
But now? All that aloofness was gone.
When Isabelle got upset, he was completely helpless. It was almost pathetic.
“With Cypher Autonomous Mobility going public, you won’t have much time for Cross Boutique, will you?” she asked.
Damian paused at her question, then nodded. “Yeah.”
They would have fewer chances to meet, and their time together would become even more limited.
Isabelle thought for a moment. Carefully, she said, “I’m thinking of resigning.”
“Huh? Why?” Damian was taken aback. “Why would you resign?”
Isabelle planned to leave and focus fully on Muddlehead, moving into bespoke design.
Joining Cross Boutique was always meant to be transitional. Now seemed like the right time.
If Damian weren’t at the company often, she might as well work for herself.
+10 Free Coins

Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Fated Marriage Spoiled by My Ice Billionaire