Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 891

Chapter 891 Two Geese 

She didn’t think much of it at the time.. 

When the moment came for the bouquet toss, the aisle was packed-a sea of people, many of them around their age from their social circle. The bouquet sailed through the air ina clean, graceful arc. 

“Uncle Harvey! Go grab it!” Zander yelled from the stage. 

Harvey simply smiled and hung back, watching the crowd up front scramble for the flowers. There was a lot of pushing and reaching, but no one seemed able to hold onto it for more than a second. 

His gaze drifted over the heads in front of him and settled on Claudia and Harold nearby. 

Just then, after all the jostling, the bouquet somehow landed right in Harvey’s hands. 

He hadn’t been paying attention, and before he knew it, he was holding it steady. 

“Uncle Harvey! You’re next to get married!” Zander squealed excitedly from where Harold now held him up. 

Harvey had mentioned once before that there was someone he liked. Now, all eyes turned to him, curious who he might pass the bouquet to. Harvey scanned the crowd. 

Down below, Dolores was staring at her phone, the screen displaying the wedding announcement of Carson and Jessica. The corners of her eyes were red, and she bit her lip, fanning her face lightly to keep tears from falling. 

When she happened to look up, her eyes met Harvey’s from the stage. 

He was still holding the bouquet, and his gaze lingered on her for a few seconds. 

Others followed his line of sight, but both Harvey and Dolores glanced away just in time. 

No one gave that brief exchange much thought. 

Dolores never expected Harvey to hand her the flowers. 

And he didn’t. 

But seeing her just then, Harvey felt a strange pang in his chest. She looked distracted, upset eves, with those red-rimmed eyes. He pushed the thought aside and turned his attention back to the crowd. 

“Mom! Where are you?” Harvey called out. 

Isabelle had been chatting and laughing with Damian when she heard her son’s voice from the stage. She stood up quickly anef waved. 

Clutching the bouquet, Harvey hopped down from the runway, made his way through the guests, and hurried over to her 

Before Isabelle could react, he wrapped her in a hug. 

“Thanks for everything, Mom,” he said softly. Tsabette chuckled. “Oh, you silly boy.” 

Harvey handed her the bouquet, cupped her face, and kissed her forehead. “Love you, Mom.” 

Damian nudged him away playfully. “Hey, that’s my wife you’re kissing. You’re a grown man how, Harvey-go find someone your own age.” 

Isabelle swatted Damian’s arm affectionately. “Look at you, getting jealous of your own son.” 

Harvey ignored the remark, and the wedding continued amid laughter and cheerful poise. 

For some reason, though, Harvey found himself glancing around for Dolores in the crowd. 

She wasn’t where she’d been standing earlier. 

He paused, wondering why he was even looking for her. 

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