Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 507

Chapter 507 You Two Must Be Cursed

Isabelle’s shoulders slumped in disappointment.

Anthony looked at her. “I can take a look at it for you,” he said.

Her eyes lit up. “Really? Don’t just say that.”

“We can try,” Anthony replied.

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“That would be great! I’ll send you the address. Go take a look when you have time,” Isabelle said, quickly texting him the address of the apartment she used to share with Damian.

Damian, who had just finished his phone call, glanced over at them. They were taking in hushed tones, looking secretive.

He walked over, and Anthony straightened up, putting a bit more distance between himself and Isabelle.

“All done?” Damian asked Anthony.

“Yeah, just about,” Anthony answered.

“Good,” Damian said.

An awkward silence fell between them. Isabelle, meanwhile, was enthusiastically searching online for new record players on her phone.

She was worried the old one couldn’t be fixed and wanted to find a similar model.

Since I have some free time now, I should pay more attention to Damian.

“I should get going,” Anthony said.

Damian grunted in acknowledgment, then called him back. “Take these two towels up with you. They belong to Daisy and Lynn.”

The girls had left in a hurry earlier, leaving their towels from swimming draped over their chairs.

Damian gave Anthony the room number, which happened to be on the same floor as his own, so Anthony took them.

After Anthony left, Isabelle was still absorbed in her research.

Damian watched her silently, a distant look in his eyes.

By the time Isabelle finally looked up, Anthony was already gone, and Damian was staring at her with a serious expression.

“Did Anthony leave?” Isabelle asked, putting her phone

“Yeah,” Damian said, his attention returning to the

“Want me to make you some more?” he asked casually.

“No, I’m full,” Isabelle said, patting her stomach.

Damian quickly cleaned up the grilling area, then led her back to their room, leaving the rest for the clean–up staff.

He walked ahead the whole way back, not saying a word.

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Chapter 507 You Two Must Be Cursed

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sabette could tell he was upset. Whenever he got mad, he shut down, needing time to process things before he’d talk to her again.

She just didn’t know why he was angry. He was fine just a moment ago, but his mood seemed to change after Anthony showed up.

She trailed behind him. I didn’t do anything with Anthony.

Maybe it was because of that phone call earlier? It has to be. Why else would be suddenly get so upset? But why is he ignoring me?

“Wait for me…” Isabelle called out from behind him.

Damian’s face was still dark, but he slowed his pace so she could catch up.

He was carrying the leftover skewers in one hand and his jacket in the other, leaving no hand free to hold hers.

Isabelle reached out and hooked her arm through his.

She didn’t want to ask him about it now. She’d wait until they got back to the room.

Meanwhile, Anthony knocked on the door of the room number Damian had given him, holding the two towels.

Lynn answered the door. She was wearing conservative pajamas, and the smell of alcohol still lingered around her.

“Anthony, knocking on a girl’s door this late at night?” Lynn said, leaning against the doorframe, her cheek pressed to the wood.

Anthony paused, then handed her the towels.

Lynn pressed her lips together. “Thanks,” she said.

Just then, Daisy walked past Lynn from inside the room. She had a towel wrapped around her chest and was using another to dry her hair, completely unaware Anthony was at the door.

Anthony glanced at her and quickly looked away, turning to leave.

Daisy, yawning, flopped onto the sofa, her damp hair hanging over the edge.

“Who was it?” Daisy asked.

“Anthony,” Lynn answered.

Daisy jumped up from the sofa, not even bothering with shoes, and hurried to the door.

She yanked it open just in time to see Anthony step into the elevator. As the doors closed, she caught a glimpse of his strikingly handsome face.

Even just that half–glance seemed to imprint itself on her mind.

Anthony saw her too, watching as she ran out of the room barefoot, clutching the towel to her chest. Something stirred inside him.

He didn’t hesitate, letting the elevator doors close.

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