Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 392

Lucas frowned and made a conscious effort to stendy his tons. “Go wait over there?

“Okay.” Lynn pressed her lips together.

“Wait. Hand me the apron.” Lucas held out his hand.

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Lynn quickly untied the apron and passed it to him.

Lucas took it and slipped it on with practiced ease.

Lynn obediently retreated to the sofa, not daring to get too close.

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It was already a miracle he hadn’t yelled at her for nearly setting the kitchen on fires Now it looked like he was going to cook for her.

Something warm fluttered in Lynn’s chest, sending gentle ripples through her heart. Maybe he wasn’t so hard to get along with after all…

She caught herself and quickly reeled her thoughts back. Lucas, easy to get along with? Yeah, right.

She sank into the sofa, boredom setting in, and began scrolling through her phone, absently looking at photos of shirtless male fitness models.

Lucas lifted the lid and frowned at the overcooked steak, now dry and tough.

This was prime Wagyu. Completely ruined. What a waste.

He couldn’t help glancing back and saw Lynn double-tapping pictures of guys with sculpted abs…

His brow furrowed. He began cleaning up the kitchen, then took two more Wagyu steaks from the fridge to thaw.

He moved with skill-his cooking was actually quite good.

When alone, he usually prepared his own meals. The housekeeper only stepped into the kitchen when he was too busy.

He had strong views on fitness and nutrition and was disciplined in both areas.

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Looking at Lynn’s chaotic eating and living habits, it even crossed his mind that she might be his personal bad-luck charm.

But when she wasn’t around, he felt like something was missing.

He even felt that as long as he was near her, a strange sense of contentment settled over him. Some force in his chest kept pulli him closer to her.

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