Chapter 443 Even Without Lave
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Chapter 443 Even Without Love
Anthony probably thought it didn’t matter anymore.
“We want to try,” Isabelle said.
“I’ll talk to the others. We’ll figure out a way to ask him,” Damian replied.
After getting out of the car, Isabelle went to shower. Damian worked in his study.
Fresh from the shower, she sat beside him with a towel around her hair, her legs curled on the chair. Her cool tank dress rode up revealing her legs.
Isabelle glanced over and saw the logo of the Foster Group on his screen.
“You’re working with Grandpa, too?” she asked.
“Yes. Just recently.” Damian didn’t open the file. He leaned back, laced his fingers, and watched her.
“What? Can’t I look?” she teased. “Should I leave?”
“No.” Damian reached out and took her wrist, stopping her. He took the towel from her and dried her hair. “What’s mine is yours. Nothing to hide.”
But seeing her come out with wet hair again made him want to dry it for her.
“Wait here.” He left the study before draping the towel over her shoulders, keeping it between her hair and her clothes to prevent them from getting wet.
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Isabelle didn’t know what he was doing. Her eyes fell on his computer desktop, crowded with files.
He works so hard.
She noticed a notebook beside the computer and reached for it. Just as she was about to open it, Damian returned with a hair
dryer.
Isabelle set the notebook down and watched him plug in the dryer and turn it on. “I can do it…”
“Sit still.” Damian gently pressed her back into the chair.
Isabelle leaned back, her hair spilling over the back of the chair. She tilted her head up and watched him.
She remembered the first time Damian dried her hair. It was a mess–tangled and frizzy. It took forever to brush out.
Now he was skilled. He didn’t pull her scalp.
Standing behind her, Damian dried her hair while watching her. He leaned down and kissed her forehead.
Isabelle smiled, feeling the warmth on her skin. She reached up, and Damian bent lower so her soft palm could cup his cheek.
“You’re so handsome. How can a man be this good–looking?” She rubbed his cheek, then pinched it gently.
“Ms. Foster, control your thirst,” Damian said.
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Chapter 443 Even Without Love
Damian’s skin was surprisingly Well shaintained. He didn’t seem to do much, but it
striking features, it was almost unfair
“If the baby looks like you, they’ll be beautiful” Isabelle murmured.
“They’ll be even more beautiful if they look like you.” Damian turned off the dryer, placed his hands on ether oude of her char, and kissed her lips.
Then he pulled back, cradling her face. “Did you agree to be with me just because I’m good–looking
“What else?” When Isabelle agreed to be with him, she hadn’t thought much beyond that.
She was terrified of being a single mother. That would have been awful.
Luckily, Damian was handsome and seemed decent. It felt like a safe bet.
When he knocked Gary to the ground, she couldn’t resist anymore. Having such a handsome knight by her side–even without love -was at least pleasant to look at.
Damian frowned, gritting his teeth as he playfully squeezed her cheeks. “You shallow woman.”
Isabelle laughed and cupped his face, too. “It’s a major advantage, isn’t it?”
Damian asked, “Just the face? Are you satisfied with the rest? Hmm?”
His hand slid from her collarbone downward, easily cupping her breast. His other hand held the back of her neck as he kissed her hard, then softened into a gentle, lingering press.
“Very satisfied…” Isabelle whispered.
Damian’s touch was firm. When he finally let go, her skin felt hot. He only stopped because Isabelle’s neck was getting stift.
When they arrived at Foster Manor, many people were already in the courtyard.
The entire Cross family was there. The Tucker family had arrived, too.
“Finally showing up? Who do they think they are…” Sophia muttered, holding Camellia’s arm.
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