Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 514

Chapter 514 Don’t Lie to Me

Chapter 514 Don’t Lie to Me

Damian took another gulp of his drink. Could it be that Isabelle’s feelings are one–sided?

“If someone really liked you, I mean really liked you…” Damian started.

Anthony cut him off, “Why are you and Isabelle asking me the exact same questions?”

Damian fell silent. Isabelle asked Anthony these things too? Why would she do that?

Anthony sighed, “You two don’t need to give me the pep talk. I know my situation. I’m fine with it.”

Their meeting ended on a sour note.”

Damian arrived home completely wasted.

Bruce helped him to the sofa, and Isabelle came downstairs.

“How did he drink so much?” Isabelle asked, sitting down beside him.

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“Must be in a bad mood,” Bruce said. He wasn’t sure either. Damian hadn’t waited for him in the car, and by the time Bruce found him, he was already a mess.

Besides, Bruce had noticed something was off with him back at the office that afternoon.

“Who was he with? Didn’t they try to stop him?” Isabelle pressed.

“He was with Mr. Vale.”

Isabelle paused. With Anthony? No wonder no one stopped him.

She composed herself. “You can go get some rest now,” she told Bruce.

If Damian met with Anthony, it must have stirred up those painful memories again. clearly still holding on to it.

said he’d moved on, but his heart was

Her heart ached for him as she watched him. She had Susie prepare some honey water, then went to wet a towel to wipe his face.

Once Susie had the honey water ready, she left.

Damian tugged at his tie, undid the top button of his shirt, and opened his eyes when he heard Isabelle’s voice.

“Did I wake you?” he asked, sitting up on the sofa. His voice was still hoarse from the alcohol..

“I couldn’t sleep until you got home,” Isabelle said softly.

She undid the rest of the buttons on his shirt and carefully helped him out of the alcohol–soaked garment.

Damian watched her, cooperating as she fussed over him, secretly enjoying her attention.

She took the damp towel and wiped his arms and chest.

Damian gently caught her hand. Their eyes met.

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shower in a minute. Don’t go to any trouble,” he murmured.

“Okay,” Isabelle said.

She didn’t ask him what was wrong. She could probably guess.

Damian tossed the towel aside, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Isabelle asked, patting his back gently.

The scars from the last time he was beaten were still faintly visible on his back, though the scar cream had faded them considerably.

“I love you,” Damian whispered.

Do you love me?

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He didn’t ask the second part out loud. Isabelle had said she loved him before, and he’d believed her. Now he wasn’t so sure. He was afraid she might not answer, or worse, give him an answer he didn’t want to hear.

But Isabelle simply said, “I love you too.”

Damian tightened his arms around her, holding her even closer. “Don’t lie to me.”

“I’m not lying,” she said, looking genuinely confused about why he’d even say that.

Damian didn’t say anything else. Even if it is a lie, it doesn’t matter. She’s here with me. That’s enough.

He drank the honey water, then kept an arm around Isabelle as they went upstairs together.

He went to shower. Isabelle, feeling uneasy, left the bathroom door open a crack and waited just outside.

Damian stood under the spray, letting the hot water rinse the soap suds from his body. His gaze drifted to Isabelle, who was standing in the doorway.

Isabelle’s eyes were fixed intently on his naked body.

“Like what you see?” Damian asked.

Isabelle nodded and smiled, “Yeah, it’s okay.”

Her answer left him feeling a bit dissatisfied. Okay? What exactly counts as “good” then?

He pulled the door closed a little, shutting off her view.

Isabelle just smiled, pushed the door open again, and continued to stare directly at him.

Damian frowned and turned his back to her. Lately, it felt like he was reading hidden meanings into every single word she said.

A man doesn’t want to be called “okay” “Okay” means “not good enough.” It’s either good or it’s not. What kind of rating is “okay” anyway?

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