Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 767

Chapter 767 November Wedding

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She could have sworn Harold was just as nervous–his heart was thumping hard enough for her to feel it.

“You okay? Did you get hurt?”

His voice was gentle, almost tender. When his fingertips brushed lightly over her forehead, it left a warm trail that seemed to ignite something deep inside her, leaving Claudia’s mouth dry.

“No,” she managed, though her voice came out barely above a whisper. She wasn’t even sure he heard her.

She didn’t dare move. Her head still rested against his shoulder, her body partly leaning into him, while Harold’s hand remained firmly around her waist.

There was a strange sensation where his hand lay–a kind of warmth and pressure that felt deliberate, yet so subtle she wondered if she was imagining it.

Something told her Harold might try to take things further tonight.

Only moments ago she’d been drifting, but now she was painfully awake.

At the thought, she trembled slightly, shrinking back, her fingers curling into her palms.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing.”

It was dark inside the car–thank goodness–or he would’ve seen how flushed her cheeks were.

Nervous and uneasy, her whole body had gone stiff.

This Harold felt different from before. They used to tiptoe around each other, careful not to cross invisible lines. Now it was as if those unspoken rules had quietly dissolved.

The corner of Harold’s mouth lifted just a fraction. His hand shifted slightly against her waist, but Claudia didn’t push him away. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to–more like she didn’t dare.

To him, Claudia seemed so compliant. So willing to please that if he asked for something unreasonable now, she’d probably go along with it.

But that wouldn’t be right. Something like that should come from mutual desire, not reluctance.

With that in mind, Harold tightened his arm around her, drawing her closer until her head tucked under

his chin.

He’d wanted to hold her like this for so long.

Claudia’s breath hitched. She felt almost lightheaded, as if the air had grown thin.

He was testing her limits, and he knew it–knew she wouldn’t pull away.

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Chapter 767 November Wedding

What was he trying to do?

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Truth was, Harold wasn’t planning anything. He didn’t have the nerve. He just wanted to hold her, to feel her warmth and know she was really there.

Up front, Roger watched them in the rearview mirror and silently raised the soundproof partition.

In the suddenly intimate space, every one of Claudia’s senses felt heightened. This felt even more dangerous than before.

“Harold…” she finally murmured, carefully easing herself away from him.

He looked faintly displeased. The warmth against his chest had only lasted a few minutes before it began to fade.

“I…” Claudia scrambled for an excuse. “I’m feeling a little lightheaded.”

It wasn’t entirely a lie. If she stayed in his arms like that much longer, she really might drift off.

She quickly shifted back toward the window and rolled it down just a crack.

The warm night air drifted in, doing little to cool the heat in her cheeks.

Harold knew exactly what was going through her mind.

She was clearly on edge. When he’d held her earlier, her soft frame had tensed in his embrace.

He gave a low hum of acknowledgment, swallowed, and leaned back with his eyes closed, feigning rest.

Claudia had drawn a clear line, and he didn’t want to overstep. It was good, really, that she knew how to say

1. no.

Claudia took slow, quiet breaths, but the restless feeling inside her refused to settle.

She hadn’t even let him hold her for very long. Was he upset?

Everything was moving too fast. So fast it made her nerves feel stretched thin.

She pressed her lips together, suddenly feeling unfair. They were already married. By most people’s standards, they would’ve moved past this tension by now—to that next stage.

Harold’s gesture was clearly a step in that direction. How could she just reject him like that? He was a man, after all…

The more she thought, the faster her heart raced. A strange tightness pooled low in her belly, spreading a peculiar warmth through her.

Harold had saved her life. She’d probably follow his lead for the rest of hers.

If Harold said no divorce, then there’d be no divorce.

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If Harold wanted them to try–to really try–then maybe she shouldn’t refuse.

With that thought, she glanced sideways at him, her eyes lingering on his folded hands.

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