Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 304

Chapter 304 Family Punishment

Isabelle had no idea how she made it through that entire day.

Everyone in the manor spoke and moved with even more caution than usual.

Isabelle couldn’t bring herself to care. She shut herself in her room and didn’t step out except for meals.

A little past nine in the evening, there was a knock. It was Regina, holding a bowl of warm soup, one of Isabelle’s favorites.

Isabelle sat in the armchair, eating mechanically, barely tasting anything.

“Sweetheart…” Regina came closer, clearly wanting to talk.

“Regiria,” Isabelle gently cut her off, “it’s getting late. You should get some rest.”

Regina didn’t plan to leave. She reached out and took Isabelle’s hand, speaking earnestly, “I know you’re hurting, and I can’t take that pain away. Before you and Damian were together, Caroline and I were like sisters; after you married, we became family. I truly care about you.

“Even if Damian did something unspeakable, you and the baby are innocent. What I’m trying to say is, don’t let anger cloud your judgment. If he isn’t right for you, I’ll support you in finding your own happiness.

“Our family doesn’t tolerate disloyalty. We won’t stand for this. That woman will never be welcome here.”

Isabelle’s tears fell silently into the bowl.

Find her own happiness?

This mother–in–law was something else.

Regina kept talking for a while, and Isabelle listened quietly, offering no response.

She still had no idea what she should do.

Later, she washed her face, now red and swollen, and went back to bed.

The night stretched on, feeling endless.

Damian didn’t come to their room.

He was in the family’s private study, having been called to account. His shirt was off, his back marked with angry red welts.

He kept repeating the same line. “I did not betray Isabelle.”

Louis held a rigid, old–fashioned belt. He knew he couldn’t keep going–it was starting to tear him up inside.

This was his son. As furious as he was, and as much as he wished he could beat the foolishness out of him, destroying him wasn’t

the answer.

He had to leave him standing so Isabelle could have her say, too.

“What’s the progress on the investigation?” Theodore asked, his voice like granite.

Still no definitive answers yet”

Damian spoke through gutted teeth the searing pain on his back making his jaw ache.

The summer heat was oppressive. Even with the central air on, the effort of enduring the pain had him drenched in sweat.

The sweat stung his raw wounds, a fresh, biting agony with every slight movement.

“You’re certain nothing happened with that woman?” Theodore pressed, his expression severe.

Damian managed a weak, pained scoff. “Take out the time to get undressed, and it was less than half an hour. Your grandson’s… stamina isn’t that lacking. That wouldn’t have been enough time for anything consequential.”

Louis clicked his tongue but said nothing. Well… the point had merit.

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