Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 677

7 The Psychologist

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That afternoon, Lynn dropped Daisy off at home. She carried the fruit and the fish all the way upstairs before leaving.

Anthony was already home.

He was showering in the guest bathroom.

Daisy noticed a pile of pomegranates on the counter, a bowl of already–peeled ones in the fridge, and the juicer running on the counter.

When Anthony came out, a towel hung around his neck, and another was wrapped low around his hips.

Daisy quickly turned her head away.

She’d never seen him without clothes before.

Around her, he was always buttoned up, the picture of a gentleman.

Anthony hadn’t expected her back so soon. He’d just stepped out to check on the juicer. He hadn’t dried off properly.

Water droplets traced down his chest, over his chiseled abs, and disappeared beneath the towel.

He looked like trouble.

“You’re back?”

Anthony asked the obvious as he walked past her.

Daisy hummed in response. She’d already forgotten what she was doing.

Anthony poured a glass of pomegranate juice and brought it to her.

“Try it. See if it’s sweet enough.”

Daisy took the glass and glanced at him. His gaze was soft on her. She took a small sip and nodded.

“Sweet.”

Anthony didn’t move. He reached out and wiped a drop of juice from the corner of her mouth, then planted his hands on the counter on either side of her.

Daisy stepped back, her lower back pressing against the island. She gripped the glass tighter.

“Did you miss me?” His voice was low.

He wasn’t sure. He was afraid Lynn had been messing with her phone again. He didn’t want to embarrass himself.

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Chapter 677 The Psychologist

“Yes.” She didn’t know why she’d sent that message today, either.

Anthony leaned in and kissed her forehead.

These little gestures were becoming second nature to him.

Daisy’s grip on the glass tightened again. She looked up. “Did you go pick pomegranates today?”

“Yes. I went to see my psychologist. Picked some at her place.” Anthony pinched her cheek.

“Psychologist?”

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“Yes.” Anthony smiled, then noticed the extra bag of pomegranates on the counter. “You went too?”

“Yes.”

“You saw me?”

“Yes.”

Anthony paused. “Why didn’t you say something?”

Daisy looked down, avoiding his eyes.

Anthony caught the sour note in her voice. “You saw her?”

“No. I didn’t.”

“Learning to lie.” He kissed the bridge of her nose. She must have seen something. Otherwise, she would have called out to him.

Daisy took another sip of juice and didn’t answer. She tried to slip out from under his arms, but he still had her boxed in.

“You saw her feed me pomegranate, didn’t you?”

Daisy didn’t answer. She was a little annoyed.

Anthony followed her gaze. “You’re jealous.”

“No.” Her face went red as she denied it.

“She fed me, and you’re not even jealous?” He sounded almost offended.

Daisy thought he was unusually chatty today. He’d volunteered so much. And now he wouldn’t let this go.

She hadn’t even planned to ask about it.

Anthony didn’t care whether she minded, whether she was listening, whether she was actually jealous or

not. He explained anyway.

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“She’s my psychologist. I used to see her regularly. I hadn’t been in a while–not since we got together. Today, she tried to feed me a pomegranate. I didn’t eat it. I told her I’m married now, and we’re having a baby.”

He went on, “I keep my distance from her. No funny business. No feelings there either.”

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