Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 667

Chapter 667 The Boy from Abroad

Chapter 667 The Boy from Abroad

Anthony gave him a look. “A man sleeps with his wife. Did you expect me to sleep on the floor?”

Thomas felt that Anthony had changed.

In the past, if anyone asked him a personal question, he’d just say, “Piss off.”

Now, even when he was being rude, it sounded almost pleasant.

“How did things go last night?” Anthony asked.

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Thomas turned serious. “Easy. From what we’ve gathered, this guy was sent to prison a few years ago by Daisy’s father. He didn’t stay inside long, but his father is in the government. No one else could touch him. We found some other things. We can make it stick.”

“Throw the book at him.”

“Understood.”

Anthony went upstairs with his pajamas.

When he opened the door, Daisy was standing in the entryway, waiting for him.

He’d really just gone downstairs to get a change of clothes.

He changed his shoes, walked inside, and patted her head as he passed.

Daisy felt a flicker of something. For a moment, she felt like she’d seen him somewhere before. But she couldn’t remember where.

He went into the bedroom with his clothes.

Daisy sat on the sofa in the living room, staring into space.

She’d asked Anthony to stay with her today, and he had. He hadn’t left the house once. He’d just stayed home with her.

But it felt strange.

Anthony didn’t like to talk. He just sat beside her reading, occasionally reaching out to touch her belly.

Sometimes he lay his head on her lap and listened to the sounds inside her.

Right now, he had his arm around her waist, his hand on her belly, reading the poems.

Whether they were both awake or not, Daisy had fallen asleep. She was leaning against Anthony’s shoulder.

Anthony kissed the top of her head and carefully carried her to the bedroom.

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She’d weighed less than a hundred pounds before the pregnancy. With two babies inside, she was still just over a hundred. She felt light in his arms.

Daisy was a light sleeper. She woke at the slightest movement.

She looked up at Anthony and slowly raised her hand to cover the lower half of his face.

His brow was cool and distant. But when he looked at her, his eyes were full of affection.

“Have we met before?”

She looked at him. A feeling of familiarity washed over her.

Anthony lay her gently on the bed and tucked a pillow under her head. He didn’t say anything.

He started to get up. Daisy caught his wrist. “A few years ago, did you save a girl abroad?”

Anthony looked at the space between them.

Daisy had finally recognized him. She suddenly remembered—the year she’d had a crush on Damian, she’d gone abroad to buy a record. The dirty, beaten young man she’d seen–that was him.

He’d kept his head down, hiding his face.

Daisy had noticed his eyes back then. They were full of fear, of panic, like he was afraid people would mind looking at him.

Later, he’d been dragged into a back alley and beaten. She hadn’t paid much attention.

Things like that happened all the time abroad. She hadn’t expected it to happen to him.

And that night, when she’d been trapped in that dark alley, he’d been the one who saved her.

He’d worn a mask and a black cap pulled down so low that only his dark, haunted eyes were visible.

Those eyes had been more frightening than any she’d ever seen.

But when he’d finished dealing with the thugs and looked at her, his gaze had turned clear and bright.

“That was you, wasn’t it?” Daisy asked.

“Yes.” Anthony met her eyes.

“It really was you…” They’d known each other for so long without realizing it. “When did you recognize me?”

“The first time you had low blood sugar,” Anthony smiled and patted her head.

The little red mole on her neck.

“Then why didn’t you say anything? Why did you tell me to throw away your jacket?” Daisy’s view of him as

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Chapter 667 The Boy from Abroad

a cold, rigid man was starting to shift.

Anthony was silent.

He hadn’t felt worthy.

With other people, it didn’t matter. If he saw them, fine.

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