Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 473

Chapter 473 Rescue in the Stormy Night

Chapter 473 Rescue in the Stormy Night

Damian glanced toward the window. Lucas should have arrived by now.

“I told her not to bother, but she insisted on dropping it off. Luckily it, on her way, otherwise I really wouldn’t want her out in this weather,” Isabelle said, her voice laced with worrys

“Lucas is there. She’ll be fine.”

“Lucas is so… abrupt. Is he really capable of looking after someone?”

Damian pressed his lips together. “And what about me?”

“You,” Isabelle praised without hesitation, “are the most considerate and you can even cook. I regret not making a move on you back in college.”

“That’s laying it on a bit thick. Any more and it’ll sound completely insincere.” Such overly sweet talk made him slightly uncomfortable.

Isabelle burst out laughing.

Outside, the hurricane raged with even greater fury in the pitch–dark night.

The heavy rain had completely flooded the road. The red warning triangle was now submerged.

Lynn saw it and worried that someone on a scooter or bicycle might trip over it. Holding her umbrella, she walked toward the roadway, intending to retrieve the triangle and place it on the rear of the car where it might be more visible.

She made her way over, one hand gripping the umbrella, the other reaching into the water to fish out the triangle. She lifted it and carefully set it on the trunk.

The wind was so fierce it bent Lynn at the waist.

She was privately glad she had some weight to her; otherwise, this hurricane would surely have swept her away.

But the umbrella in her hand was on the verge of inverting.

Just as she was about to lose her grip, a large hand closed over the umbrella handle, and another arm wrapped firmly around her waist, steadying her.

A warm, solid presence moved close against her back.

“I’ve got it.” Lucas took the umbrella and pulled her into the shelter of his body.

Lynn’s heart skipped a beat. Before she could process it, Lucas was already guiding her toward his car parked behind them. He opened the passenger door and practically ushered her inside.

When Lucas went to speak with the driver, the warmth of his body seemed to linger around Lynn.

He had held the umbrella over her head the whole time, even though Lynn was already drenched.

She noticed his formerly dry shirt was now soaked through. Large sections clung to his chest, faintly outlining well–defined

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tynn watched him as he spoke with the driver, even taking crit his own phone.

When he turned back, Lyan

denly grew tense. The air inside the car seemed to glow warmer, and her breathing tightened.

She didn’t even know where to put her hands.

Lucas got into the driver’s seat. The roar of the hurricane was muted, and the interior became so quiet the sound of the rain on the roof was pronounced.

He leaned over, retrieved a bag from the back seat, and handed it to her. “Change:

Lynn saw it contained one of his dress shirts and his suit jacket.

“In here?”

“Or should I get out and stand in the rain?”

Heart ess.

Lucas looked at her, tossed a clean towel over, covering her damp hair, then turned to face his window.

“Three minutes. You have three minutes,” he stated.

Lynn swallowed. This man… he deserved to stay single forever!

She quickly peeled off her soaked clothes, her undergarments too, then pulled on the black shirt and draped the suit jacket over her shoulders.

Just as she finished, Lucas turned back.

He had vaguely seen… from the reflection in the window…

Lynn’s figure was rather striking.

His gaze settled on her, and a nameless heat began to stir within him.

He picked up the towel she hadn’t used yet. “Turn around.”

Lynn looked at him, pulled the borrowed clothes a little tighter, and turned her back.

Lucas began to dry her hair from behind.

Lynn didn’t resist. Lucas‘ clothes were so oversized that reaching up would stretch the fabric awkwardly, making it hard to dry her hair properly anyway.

Even if she tried, he’d probably complain later about getting his suit damp. It was easier to just comply.

“Did Isabelle ask you to come?” Lynn asked.

“Mhm.”

“Thank you.” Her voice softened, followed by a massive sneeze.

Lucas handed her a tissue from the console.

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