Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362 Drawing the Life

Chapter 362 Drawing the Line

Damian really was afraid it seemed he didn’t have complete confidence either.

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“Me, nervous?” Damian let out a low, humorless laugh. “Isabelle didn’t want to embarrass you by stating the obvious. Even if she didn’t love me, that doesn’t mean she’d love you? What exactly do you have over me?”

Talk about refusing to back down until you hit a wall!

Damian smirked. “How can you be so sure Isabelle doesn’t love me?”

He glanced down slightly at the marks on his chest, his smug expression growing even more pronounced.

Collin’s hands tightened slowly into fists at his sides.

Seeing those marks, a wave of fury surged within him!

“Isabelle is pregnant–you’re a real animal!”

Coffin shoved him hard and threw a punch.

Damian didn’t dodge. He took two solid hits without even flinching!

Blinded by anger, when Collin pushed Damian, he could tell Damian wasn’t putting up much resistance–he stumbled backward and fell to the floor.

What followed were several more punches while Collin was practically on top of him.

Damian wasn’t stupid–he shielded his face and torso with his arms, protecting the most vulnerable areas.

But Collin didn’t notice that the door to the room had just been opened by Isabelle.

Isabelle stepped out to find Collin pinning Damian down, hitting him relentlessly!

A spilled bakery bag lay nearby, and both men already bore visible marks on their faces.

It was then that Collin realized–Damian hadn’t been weak. He’d probably timed it so Isabelle would open the door right at that moment.

So, he’d fallen on purpose?

Collin was speechless. Damian’s tactics reminded him eerily of Bruce.

Guess it was true–birds of a feather flock together!

Damian kept his face covered, a sly grin hidden behind his hands.

“Collin, what are you doing?!”

Isabelle stepped forward, pushing Collin aside before quickly helping Damian to his feet.

She looked him over carefully.

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Chapter 362 Drawing the time

The Wounds on his back hadn’t fully healed yet, and his leg still troubled tum. If Collin had seriously aggravated his inpanies stand have another thing to blame hersell for

“Are you hurt?” Isabelle asked softly, a flicker of irritation in her eyes.

Collin took a step back, touching the corner of his swollen mouth.

It had been Damian who threw the first punch and the hardest ones at that….

Damian was utterly underhanded!

Damian winced, putting on a convincingly pained expression as he shakily stood up, leaning carefully against Isabelle for support.

“It hurts…” Damian muttered softly. “He said you don’t love me… I couldn’t just let it slide…”

Isabelle paused for a moment.

Damian was asking her to affirm their relationship right in front of Collin.

Collin seemed to be waiting for her reaction too.

Isabelle frowned. Men and their childish competitions–age truly didn’t matter.

She reached out and pinched Damian’s ear, pulling him closer. “You got into a brawl over one comment?”

“Ow! Honey, that hurts…” Damian hunched over, leaning into her. “Sweetheart, it really hurts…”

Collin froze. Perhaps he shouldn’t have been standing there at all.

Isabelle tugged at Damian’s ear, practically steering him back into the room.

Damian covered his reddened ear, a grin spreading across his face once he was behind the door. Isabelle hadn’t held back–that pinch was definitely real.

Outside, it was just Isabelle and Collin now.

“I’m sorry…” Collin swallowed, unsure how to explain the scene.

Isabelle gave him a once–over.

The usually polished man had mud splattered on his shoes, raindrops still clinging to his hair, and faint damp spots marked his shirt.

Then there were the pastries scattered across the hallway carpet.

Isabelle pieced everything together instantly. She remembered how he’d behaved back in Fertitta City—only this time, Damian had been present.

The truth was, Damian had wanted to confront him even back then.

“Collin,” Isabelle said, using his name plainly, “you saw for yourself. Damian is the jealous type. He loves me too much to handle other men being overly attentive.”

Other men?

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