Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 916

Chapter 916 Fishing and Jealousy

Dolores trailed the housekeeper upstairs and noticed Harvey over by the patio area. He was reclined in his fishing chair, with Jane sitting beside him snapping pictures.

Jane had been recording a short video, took a few shots of Harvey, and then leaned in for a selfie with him. They weren’t especially close, but something about the scene made Dolores uneasy.

“When did Jane arrive?” Dolores asked quietly.

The housekeeper smiled. “Oh, she just got here a little while ago—you showed up right after.”

Dolores let out a soft breath. “I see.”

She pulled her laptop from her carry-on and made her way back downstairs. As she stepped into the yard, Jane was already heading toward her car.

“Dora! Hey, you’re here!” Jane glanced at the laptop in Dolores’ hands. “Working today?”

“Yeah, something like that,” Dolores replied, a little awkwardly.

“Alright, I’d better run. Catch you later!” Jane gave a cheerful wave, slid into her sedan, and drove off.

Dolores watched the car disappear down the street before turning toward Harvey, who was seated under the shade of an oak tree with his fishing line in the water. She pulled up a patio chair beside him and stole a look his way.

Harvey had his eyes shut, relaxed, and didn’t even twitch when a fish tugged on the line.

Dolores set her laptop down, quickly grabbed the rod, and began reeling in a decent-sized bass—looked to be almost two pounds.

“Harvey—quick, the bucket!”

She’d never been fishing before, so landing a catch made her light up with excitement.

Harvey cracked one eye open and glanced over. “Got one already?” he murmured.

“Can’t you tell?” She tugged gently on the rod.

A faint smile touched his lips. “Yeah, pretty obvious. Just happened a bit sooner than I figured it would.”

He pushed up from his chair, moved behind her, and gently took the rod, guiding her steady turns. He leaned in close—so close she could feel the warmth of his chest against her back.

“You can’t hurry it. Just reel it in right at the end. Give it time.”

He stayed beside her until they safely brought the fish in. He unhooked it with practiced ease, dropped it into a waiting bucket, then re-baited the hook and cast the line back out before settling into his chair again.

Dolores fidgeted, searching for something to say, but Harvey had already closed his eyes, drifting back into a light doze.

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