Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 918

Chapter 918 The Proposal Promise 

Harvey turned and stepped in front of her. He reached around her waist, the measuring tape slipping through his fingers as he wrapped it around her. 

She was slender-really slender. 

Dolores stood still, feeling him close, his presence surrounding her. The air between theme grew thick, charged with something unspoken. 

Then he gave the tape a gentle tug. Dolores swayed forward, almost colliding with his chest. 

Her breath hitched. She lifted her gaze to meet his. 

“Are you serious about this?” Harvey’s voice was low, almost a murmur. 

“I am,” Dolores replied softly. 

He studied her face-those wide, clear eyes looking straight back at him, unguarded. “That day at the hospital,” he began, “when I asked who you were… I was pretending.” 

“I know.” She glanced away, not wanting him to see the flush creeping up her neck. Harvey’s lips curved. “You knew?” 

“Yeah.” 

At first, she hadn’t. She’d really believed he’d lost his memory after the fall-had lain awake some nights upset about it. But over time, Harvey grew bolder, less careful, and the act began to crack. There was no way someone could be that clueless and that sharp at the same time-he was definitely messing with her. 

Besides, Claudia was a terrible liar. Dolores saw right through her. 

But if she was honest, part of her had liked it-liked his attention, even under the pretense. Maybe she’d liked him even then, before she’d fully admitted it to herself. 

No wonder her heart had raced like crazy that day he kissed her. 

Harvey tightened the tape measure, pulling her fully against him. His hand settled firmly on her waist, steering her back until she met the edge of the kitchen island. 

Dolores stiffened and placed a light hand on his chest. “I… I should get to bed.” 

He swallowed hard and let her go. As she turned to leave, he subtly adjusted the waisthand of his jeans. 

Dolores hurried out, quicker this time, almost fleeing up the stairs. 

Harvey chuckled quietly to himself 

He’d forgotten to note her measurements. 

Looking down at the tape in his hand, he smiled faintly and set it aside. 

After a long moment alone in the quiet room, he finally picked up his phone and called Damian 

Damian answered, voice.edged with concern. “You okay?” 

Harvey let out a soft laugh. “I’m fine.” 

Damian grumbled. “Then why are you calling so late? Some of us have wives to attend to, you know. Show a little considerations 

In the background, Isabelle’s voice chimed in, followed by a faint thump-probably a pillow hitting its mark. “Would you keep it down? Your son just got home from the hospital!” 

Harvey paused, “I need to move some funds.” 

“So move them. Since when do you ask me?” 

“Just giving you a heads-up. In case you objected.” 

“As long as it’s legal, I don’t care.” 

Just as Damian was about to hang up, Harvey added, “And I need a favor.” 

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