Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338 Tears and Reconciliation

“I’m not on your company’s payroll. Eavesdropping won’t get my salary docked” Lynk waved a hand dismissively.

Dylan had no choice but to stand beside her, quietly listening along.

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“I’m sorry.” Isabelle’s voice was barely audible. She lowered her head slightly, but in the end, couldn’t hold back–clear teardrops began to fall, one after another.

Damian wasn’t entirely sure what she meant. Her vulnerable, heartbroken expression softened him instantly.

He slowly stood and walked toward her.

He didn’t know if what he was doing was right, but all he wanted in that moment was to hold her close and promise that from then on, he wouldn’t let her shed another tear.

He thought it, and he acted on it.

Isabelle moved faster, stepping into his embrace.

She didn’t dare hug him as boldly as she had earlier that day. Instead, she carefully rested her hands against his sides.

She should have known sooner—she should have realized earlier.

On the day they returned to Cross Manor, Isabelle hadn’t noticed him come back that night. He had likely been at the family home, facing the consequences.

He had knelt there all night.

Her stubborn tears trailed across his chest, cooling against the defined ridges of his torso.

“Why are you crying?”

Damian’s heart ached. He held her a little tighter.

The familiar tenderness in his voice broke her completely. She cried even harder.

That night when he had knelt before her, begging her not to leave–that slap that sent him stumbling musthave shattered something in him.

He hadn’t been overly sensitive. He had been enduring the pain from the wounds on his back and legs, stubbornly pleading, but Isabelle had been too hurt to listen.

When she woke the next day, she hadn’t seen him either. It was only earlier, in the car, after pressing and coaxing Bruce, that he finally admitted Damian had collapsed and been taken to the hospital.

Isabelle’s guilt grew heavier and heavier.

None of this was his fault, yet he had borne the shame that was on her. If she had been willing to wait another day or two, to try seeing things from his perspective, to question what was really true, Damian wouldn’t have had to endure this pain.

Everyone had accused him of being unfaithful.

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Chapter 338 Tears and Reconciliation

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Even she hadn’t believed him.

How could she not have trusted him?

She hadn’t even listened to his side.

She could almost imagine it–the pain in Damian’s heart had been no less than the marks on his body.

“Please don’t cry, alright?”

Damian stroked her hair, unsure how to comfort her.

This had shaken her deeply too. Anyone in that situation would have been hurt–let alone a pregnant woman already riding emotional waves.

He was genuinely worried about her.

“I’ll do whatever you want, just please stop crying.” Tomorrow, he’d track that woman down. No matter what it took, he wouldn’t let his wife suffer like this.

His resistance melted completely under the flood of Isabelle’s tears.

The woman in his arms kept sobbing, clinging to him and crying without saying a word.

Maybe she was crying too hard to speak.

She must have been heartbroken.

Damian gently rubbed her lower back with one hand while softly stroking her hair with the other. He buried his face in her hair, breathing in her familiar scent.

“I was wrong, Damian. I’m sorry…”

Isabelle nuzzled against him. The guilt still gripped her tightly, making it impossible to forgive herself or face him.

Damian seemed to catch something in her words. He slowly let go, cupping her face in his hands, making her look straight at him.

“You believe me?” He frowned, his eyes glimmering faintly–but he feared it might just be a trick of the light

His question carried a hint of aching hope.

“I should have believed you.” Isabelle’s voice trembled.

Her reddened eyes kept spilling fresh tears.

Isabelle always thought she had good control over her emotions, but with Damian, that seemed to vanish entirely.

The tiniest thing he did was enough to leave her distracted for an entire day.

Damian leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips, giving her cheek a gentle pinch. The tension in his brow had eased without him realizing.

“This isn’t your fault. I wasn’t careful enough. I’m the one who hurt you. You did nothing wrong.” He kissed the corner of her eye.

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