Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 336

336 Following Him to Headquarters

Chapter 336 Following Him to Headquarters

His brow furrowed even more deeply.

He had been tricked by this woman.

She had done it on purpose–she hadn’t really lost her balance.

That was her signature move, and somehow, it had actually worked on Damian again.

Damian felt that all–too–familiar warmth spreading, a trickle of heat seeping from the small of his back.

“Damian…” Isabelle looked up, meeting his unreadable eyes.

Carefully, Damian moved her hands away, glancing down almost imperceptibly. Good, her hands were clean.

But he was wearing a light–colored shirt today–it wouldn’t be good if she noticed anything.

“Dylan!” Damian’s voice was cool and clipped, and Dylan hurried over immediately.

“Mr. Cross.” Dylan stood rigid, unsure what to do, a cold sweat breaking out on the back of his neck.

“Take Mrs. Cross home.”

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Damian took a few steps back. Dylan smoothly moved to stand between Isabelle and Damian, completely blocking her line of sight.

Isabelle stood frozen, her heart twisting as if being slowly torn apart.

Did he not even want to look at her now?

Was he not even going to give her a chance to explain? Or did he think she only wanted to argue?

“Damian, 1…” Isabelle shifted sideways, trying to step around Dylan.

Dylan quickly mirrored her movement, blocking her again, until Damian had disappeared into the courtyard.

“Mrs. Cross, please don’t make this difficult…”

“If I don’t make it difficult for you, then should I make it difficult for myself?”

Isabelle pushed him aside in frustration and tried to hurry after Damian, but he was already gone.

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Clenching her teeth, she balled her hands into tight little fists–she really wanted to smack this clueless Dylan.

She thought about calling Damian, but in this situation he probably wouldn’t answer. She didn’t want to text him either; some things were better said face–to–face.

“Mrs. Cross, then I…” Dylan looked at her almost pleadingly.

Isabelle shot him a look that said “leave now or prepare for consequences.”

Dylan got the message and made himself scarce.

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Chapter 336 Following Him to Headquarters

This new assistant really wasn’t as sharp as Brian had been.

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“See? Being apart for too long creates distance, care a voice from the shaded patio nearby, where Blaze and Sienna had quietly watched the whole scene unfold

“But we haven’t been apart.” Sienna murmured around a bite of the dessert Blaze had handed her.

“True, we haven’t. But we’ve been too distant.”

“How distant?” The walk from the master bedroom to the guest room was less than thirty feet–that wasn’t far.

“Other couples have negative distance,” Blaze said, his voice dropping slightly.

“What’s negative distance?” Sienna asked earnestly, taking another bite.

Blaze didn’t answer, only smiled.

Sienna didn’t press him–it seemed a good way to end that thread of conversation.

Talking with Blaze always made her a little tense. They hadn’t actually had many real conversations, so today felt almost like a first.

Sienna idly picked up her phone and searched–negative distance.

She swallowed a mouthful of cake, a blush spreading from the tips of her ears down her neck.

Quietly, she turned her phone face–down on the table and pretended to be fully absorbed in her food.

Blaze noticed her little maneuver but said nothing.

It looked like they were one step closer now. Maybe there was no need to tiptoe around things anymore–it was good that she

knew.

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Isabelle didn’t feel like staying any longer. She sent quick texts to Caroline and Regina, then left the courtyard.

Just outside the gate, she saw Lynn hurrying out of Damian’s car. Through the closing door, she caught a fleeting glimpse of Damian pulling his jacket back on.

Lynn walked around Damian’s sedan and got into her own car parked behind it. The two vehicles drove off one after the other.

Isabelle called him–he declined the call.

Her hand tightened around the phone, the muscles in her arm trembling faintly.

Her mind began to spin with frantic thoughts, but then she remembered the situation with Ashley and forced herself to steady hex breathing. Seeing wasn’t always believing.

“Mrs. Cross.” Bruce stood nearby, waiting.

“How are your driving skills?” Isabelle asked.

“Huh?”

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