Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 545

Chapter 545 Try to Be a Couple

Lynn gave him an out. “I didn’t get you anything either, so you don’t have to-”

Lucas said, “I’d like us to try to be a couple.”

Lynn was silent

“Please don’t say no,” he added.

Lynn’s face flushed. She sat on the sofa next to Daisy’s room, clutching the bouquet of red roses.

Don’t say no to what? To being a couple? Like, actually dating?

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A warm feeling spread through her chest. She pressed her lips together, trying to hide a smile, but couldn’t help it.

“Okay,” she said softly.

When Lynn went upstairs, she saw Daisy leaning on the railing, grinning at her.

“You call this pretty?” Daisy almost laughed out loud.

People in love really do lose their minds.

Lynn hugged the bouquet tightly. “Criticize all you want. You just wish you had a man to send you flowers. What do you know about romance?”

Daisy stood up, hooked her arm through Lynn’s, and led her toward the bedroom. “Yeah, yeah, I’m the one who’s unlucky in love.”

Lynn smiled down at the flowers in her hands.

Daisy reached out to touch them, but Lynn slapped her hand away.

Daisy complained, “Can’t even let me touch them?”

“Nope.”

Daisy teased, “The wrapping on these flowers is really something. You should check them carefully. Maybe there’s a diamond necklace hidden inside. If there is, I might think a little better of him.”

Daisy closed the door, and they both sat on the bed.

Hearing that, Lynn hurriedly checked the bouquet.

She checked it over and over but found nothing.

“Typical old man move,” Lynn said, disappointed, and set the flowers on the desk.

Daisy laughed, “Oh, come on. It’s not a big deal. At least someone wants you.”

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Chapter 545 Try to Be a Couple

They weren’t sleepy anymore, so they left the light on and talked.

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Downstairs, Joseph saw them go back to the room. He came out, checked the front door again, and then

went to bed.

Lynn sat spinning in a white swivel chair. She spotted an easel tucked in a corner and took a closer look. The face on the painting looked familiar.

She pulled the easel out. It showed half of a finely drawn face.

“Anthony?” Lynn said, looking at Daisy. “You’re painting him?”

Daisy, lying on the bed, nodded. “Yeah.”

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She had painted this from the brief, partial glimpse she’d caught of Anthony that day at the Coastal District hotel. The elevator had blocked half his face, leaving only his striking profile visible.

Daisy asked proudly, “Does it look a bit like him?”

Lynn nodded slightly. “It does look like him. But the eyes don’t seem quite right.”

She studied it carefully. Something was off.

Anthony never really looks at us with that gentle look. Or is that just my imagination?

Daisy frowned. “Really? But that’s how he looked that day.”

That was the first time she’d seen his eyes. Maybe her memory was playing tricks on her.

Lynn pressed her lips together, smiling secretly. “That look is so intimate. It’s like he’s looking at someone

he likes.”

Daisy shot back, “Lynn, all you can think about lately is you and Lucas and all that mushy stuff. Can’t you think of something useful for once?”

Daisy and Anthony hadn’t even had a proper meeting, let alone any feelings. I must have misread his look.

“You just saw him, didn’t you?” Lynn asked.

Daisy hugged her pillow and rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling.

“I only saw the top of his head. I’ve seen his back when he was leaving, and his profile a few times. I haven’t seen the scarred half of his face you all talk about. If I had, I could have finished the painting.”

“Want me to take a few pictures for you? You might actually fall for him,” Lynn offered.

Daisy glanced at Lynn. “Don’t. You have to respect fate. If we’re not meant to meet, forcing it might jinx my business. Making money is the priority. Men? Forget it.”

Lynn scoffed.

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