Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 145

There were indeed similarities between her and Ashley.

The difference was Ashley's gentleness compared to Isabelle's more stubborn nature.

Isabelle had never considered things from that angle.

Damian had loved Ashley for many years. The year he was injured, he had attempted suicide over her, his life shrouded in darkness.

It was only after Isabelle appeared that Damian's life gradually improved.

Could it be that he's drawn to a shadow of Ashley in me? Is that possible?

Is that truly why he likes me?

Isabelle felt a wave of panic. She had no certainty.

After all, she had no family background to speak of; they were hardly a perfect match.

Her throat tightened, rendering her speechless.

"Ashley, stop," Finley said, his hand moving as if to support Isabelle, his tone pleading.

Isabelle pushed his hand away disgustedly, rejecting his gesture.

Ashley turned her head with a snort, avoiding the sight of Finley's action.

She was heartbroken.

It felt like her heart had been laid bare, each of his words a cut she was forced to watch bleed without the strength to fight back.

Her own father was supporting his other daughter, whom he hadn't seen in decades.

What does that make me?

How could Ashley not be devastated?

"Finley." Ashley used his name. "Do you remember how my mother died?"

Her voice was laden with sorrow and resentment.

Isabelle froze.

Does this have something to do with Mom?

Her mind buzzed.

Finley gritted his teeth. The pity in his eyes instantly turned fierce.

That incident—he never wanted to bring it up again.

He let go of the notion of comforting Isabelle and walked over to Ashley, taking her hand instead. "Ashley, let's go home. About Isabelle... I won't mention it again."

Ashley tried to pull away, but her body felt utterly weak.

She was drowning in grief, on the verge of suffocation.

Ashley had only wanted to ask Isabelle why and how they got together, to finally put her own heart to rest.

She wasn't the type to make a scene. If they were truly together, she would let go.

But now it seemed Isabelle was just a substitute.

Ashley laughed bitterly.

Damian still loves me.

After all these years, he never really let me go. I'm sure of it.

Isabelle took a moment to steady herself, watching them.

Her heart had calmed, no longer turbulent.

After decades without any connection, why would she expect Finley to stand by her over Ashley?

That was just delusional.

This man was supposed to be mine.

He was before. He must be again.

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