Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 733

Chapter 733 His Shirt

Chapter 733 His Shirt

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“Got it.” Lowell replied with a grin. He quickly arranged for a wheelchair and escorted her through the express lane for her medical checkup.

“So what went down this time?” Lowell asked, glancing at Harold.

Harold pulled out his phone, ignoring the question entirely.

Lowell clicked his tongue in mock annoyance. “Typical. Drops his buddies the second a pretty face shows up.”

Harold opened his phone and reviewed the details Howard had sent over.

Even before picking Claudia up, he’d already looked into what happened.

It was Jaden behind it.

But since all the kids involved were minors, the police could only issue warnings and refer them to counseling.

A small blessing they were underage too–otherwise, Claudia might not have gotten off so easy. She could’ve woken up somewhere far worse.

Harold’s expression darkened, a cold shadow settling deep in his eyes.

The test results came back in under ten minutes.

Lowell studied the scans while a physician beside him noted, “No fractures. Some bruising along the back -we’ve prescribed a topical ointment. Apply it regularly and she’ll be fine.”

“Thank you,” Claudia said softly.

They left the hospital soon after. Claudia settled into the passenger seat–Harold had carried her down to the car without asking.

The drive passed Serene Manor and eventually slowed near a private rear entrance.

When the passenger door opened, Claudia began, “I can manage-” but Harold was already lifting her out. Startled, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

There it was–that same feeling from his dream the night before.

Soft, delicate… and utterly mesmerizing.

Her cheeks flushed. This was too close, too intimate.

“Mr. Cross…”

“You’re too slow. I’m on a schedule,” Harold cut in, his tone leaving no room for discussion.

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Claudia fell silent.

Yet his pace seemed deliberately measured, almost hesitant–as if he was struggling to walk steadily?

At the back entrance of Serene Manor, Claudia noticed he was granted access with just a glance from the doorman. Clearly not a regular guest–this wasn’t the kind of place where money or status alone could get you in.

She didn’t dare ask.

They took the elevator to the top floor, where Harold carried her into a sprawling penthouse, easily over five thousand square feet.

The modern minimalist decor surprised her–all clean lines and neutral tones. Not what she’d expected from someone with his rough–edged demeanor.

Harold brought her straight to the master bathroom.

“Wait here,” he said before stepping out.

Claudia nodded.

In less than two minutes, he returned with a plush bathrobe and a simple black shirt draped over his arm, plus a stack of fresh towels. He laid them on the vanity.

“Don’t lock the door. The mechanism sticks,” he told her plainly.

Claudia assumed he was worried she might slip and fall, leaving him unable to get in.

Once alone, she washed up quickly despite the soreness.

Her underwear was damp with sweat–no way she was putting it back on.

She tried the bathrobe first, but it swallowed her whole–the hem brushed her calves, the waist tie hung low, and the shoulders slipped down no matter how she adjusted it. Two steps and she’d be exposed.

After a moment’s thought, she opted for his black shirt instead.

It fell just past her knees, but wearing nothing underneath left her feeling uncomfortably bare…

She rolled up the sleeves, towel–dried her hair, and let the long strands fall forward over her chest–better coverage, at least slightly.

She padded nervously into the living room, where the rich aroma of seared steak immediately hit her. making her stomach growl.

It smelled incredible.

Harold stood at the open kitchen island, tending to the steak. He must have showered in one of the guest rooms–now dressed in long sleeves and pants, with an apron tied around his waist.

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Claudia watched him, puzzled. Something felt off, though she couldn’t pinpoint what.

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