Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 586

Chapter 586 A Sister’s Help

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Lynn felt like she’d heard something similar before. She didn’t say anything, remembering what Lucas had

told her earlier–not to dwell on it

Lucas spoke less to Lynn than usual, but he still picked the bones out of her fish like always and served her

the crab she liked.

During the meal, the clinking of forks against plates echoed a little too clearly. No one had much to say.

Petra served Sandy and Lynn some food but didn’t speak

It felt like her way of apologizing

After dinner, they stayed overnight at Moore Manor.

Lynn had assumed they’d leave after eating, but Charles and Sandy were staying too. She didn’t have anything to say about it.

Lucas just told her to head upstairs, take a bath, and get some rest.

He didn’t come up with her. Lynn tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

She’d gotten used to having him beside her at night.

She couldn’t sleep during the day anyway, but these past few nights, with Lucas holding her, she’d slept deeply. He only got up to do other things after she’d already drifted off.

Barefoot, she wrapped her arms around herself and walked out to the balcony, settling into the lounge chair and staring quietly at the sky.

The rustle of leaves in the yard drifted up to her, unusually loud in the dark.

She pulled her clothes tighter without thinking.

Not long after, she heard footsteps behind her. She tilted her head slightly. Lucas draped the jacket from his arm over her shoulders.

“What are you doing out here? Didn’t even grab a blanket.”

He stood beside her, hands in his pockets, looking out at the black night along with her.

Lynn tugged his jacket closer around herself.

“Was waiting for you,” she said.

Lucas glanced at her sideways, then turned and braced his hands on either side of the lounge chair. looking down at her.

Her heart tightened.

He smelled faintly of cigarettes—he’d been smoking again.

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Chapter 586 A Sister’s Help

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Ever since she’d complained about it that time on the mountain, he’d stopped. But these past few days, he’d picked it back up.

He studied her face, a smug expression creeping in. “What, can’t sleep unless I’m here to tuck you in now?”

Lynn was getting used to his cocky attitude. She reached up and pinched his cheek, mirroring him.

“Lucas. So tuck me in.” Her voice came out soft, almost like she was being sweet.

His mouth curved into a teasing grin. “Lynn. You can act cute.”

He’d noticed–that stubborn, rigid edge she used to carry was gone. He wasn’t sure when it had faded.

Lynn had noticed too. That defiant streak she’d always had with him had somehow disappeared.

“That’s not acting cute. That’s a demand.” Even she felt like something was off.

Lucas laughed. “You little liar. Still won’t admit it.”

Seeing her like this made his chest ache. Lynn, speaking in that gentle tone–it was something else.

He leaned down, scooped her up, and she wrapped her arms around his neck naturally.

“Alright, I’m putting you to bed.” He smiled as he walked.

Lynn watched his proud, pleased expression and remembered Daisy and Isabelle teasing her that if she ever acted sweet with Lucas, he’d do whatever she said,

Looked like they were right.

She smiled to herself.

“Lynn Murphy. What are you plotting?”

“Huh? Nothing…”

She felt caught. Whenever he used her full name, her stomach flipped.

“Nothing? Then why the sneaky smile?”

Sneaky. That was an odd word choice.

Lucas set her on the bed, pulled the covers up, and pinched her nose. “Sleep. I need to shower.”

“Oh.” She smiled.

He pinched her cheek again. “You’re really pretty when you do that.”

Lynn felt strange, being complimented so bluntly. “Is that why you like me? Because I’m good–looking?”

He shook his head.

Lynn thought for a second. There was something else?

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