Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 463

Chapter 463 An Unwanted Ex Reappears

“Did you ask him about that thing with Anthony, like I mentioned?” Isabelle suddenly asked.

“Not yet. Wasn’t sure how to bring it up without making it awkward.”

Everyone else had left. Adrian sat by the hospital bed, clearing the disposable containers from the bedside tray.

His gaze kept drifting to the suit jacket lying next to Daisy.

He hadn’t asked about it. He’d lived long enough to read between the lines.

A woman doesn’t just hold onto a man’s clothes for no reason.

+10 Free Coins

“Dad, it’s not what you’re thinking” Daisy said, catching his expression. She offered a tired smile. “You’re way too easy to read.”

“Am 1?” Adrian rubbed the back of his neck, a little embarrassed.

He didn’t always get how young people thought these days, but he made it a point not to interfere. Just like when Daisy wanted to start her ad agency, or when Joseph decided to open that live music bar.

He didn’t quite understand why they wouldn’t just take a stable corporate job or go to grad school–wasn’t that simpler? Why choose the harder path?

But he supported them anyway. Their happiness was what mattered. He’d help where he could, but their choices were their own.

“You know that money I collected from that deadbeat client last month? The one that paid for your new coat? He’s the one who helped me get it.”

Daisy pointed at the suit jacket. “Him. He helped.”

“Really!” Adrian’s thoughtful look deepened.

“He served with Dami. Dami was there that day too. I meant to thank him properly, but our paths never crossed. And now he’s helped me again. I can’t very well return his jacket all sweaty and gross, can I?”

“You’ve got a point.” Adrian nodded, struck by a sudden sense that his often–worrying daughter had matured quite a bit.

ľ

“Even if I were interested, he might not be. We’ve had plenty of chances to run into each other, and we never did. So, I guess we just don’t have that… spark.” As she said it, Daisy felt a quiet sense of acceptance settle over her.

“This Anthony you all keep mentioning… is he that executive with the scar on his face?” Adrian wasn’t plugged into that world, but he’d seen a few news segments online and vaguely remembered someone matching that description.

“Yeah, that’s him.” Daisy nodded, weakly adjusting the blanket. “Alright, old man, I’m gonna nap for a while.”

“Sure, sure, I won’t bother you. You rest. I’ll be right here.”

Adrian checked the IV drip, then carefully tucked the blanket around her.

His eyes lingered on the finely tailored jacket for another moment before he settled into his chair.

Isabelle and Damian went to Privé Table for a late lunch.

1/3

11:24 am

Chapter 462 Awkward Returns

+10 Free Coins

She turned back to Damian, catching the faint, satisfied smile he hadn’t quite wiped from his lips, and narrowed her eyes at him. Damian schooled his expression inte one of innocence.

Isabelle raised an eyebrow. “What was that about?”

Sending Diana away like that–what was he planning?

“Nothing. I just missed you. She was… cramping my style Interfering with my plans.”

“What plans could you possibly have over a simple lunch?”

Isabelle found his transparency both amusing and endearing.

“The plan to have you all to myself,” Damian said simply, wrapping an arm around her waist and falling into step beside her as they walked toward the parking lot.

3/3

11:24 am

Chapter 463 An Unwanted Ex Reappears

It had been a while since they’d eaten there.

They were stepping into the elevates when Lynn came hurrying across the lobby.

“You two eating here too?” Lynn grinned. “Small world!”

“Just you?” Isabelle glanced behind her.

“Who else?” Lynn pressed the elevator button.

She knew Isabelle was wondering if Lucas was with her.

Lucas was back at the apartment. She had the day off, had just woken up, and had slipped out solo for a good meal.

+10 Free Coms

Damian’s brow furrowed slightly, but he stayed quiet. He’d just wanted a quiet meal with Isabelle. He’d successfully ditched Diana, and now here was Lynn.

Lynn was alone. The unspoken question hung in the air–were they a party of three now?

Picking up her tab wasn’t the issue; the issue was that this third wheel might shine even brighter than the last one.

“Don’t tell Lucas you saw me, okay? I just want a peaceful meal by myself. Don’t worry, I won’t crash your date!” Lynn laughed.

Damian felt a wave of relief, a faint smile touching his lips.

At least she had some situational awareness.

Isabelle pressed her lips together, looking up at Damian.

Damian looked back with an expression of pure innocence. This time, he hadn’t given Lynn any secret signals.

Lynn wasn’t about to invite herself to their table. One look at Damian’s vibe told her that meal would be anything but relaxing.

They exited the elevator and walked into the restaurant together.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify