My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul

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But even after Rosa finished speaking, Ned didn’t say they wouldn’t go. Rosa felt a twinge of discomfort in her heart. But given the situation, she couldn’t voice her thoughts.

Skylar noticed Ned’s pale face in the rearview mirror, his discomfort evident due to the

headache.

The image brought to mind memories of Joe during his own painful moments. In that instant, Ned transformed into Joe, and it felt as though they were the same.

They looked alike and both suffered from insomnia and headaches. Skylar suddenly tightened her grip on her bag.

The familiar feeling she had experienced when she first met Ned resurfaced in her mind.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to regain her composure. Her voice calmed as she suggested, ” Try pressing here and see if it helps with your headache.”

As she spoke, she pointed to the top of her head. She was careful not to mention the specific acupuncture point in case they didn’t understand.

Rosa frowned at Skylar’s suggestion. “Do you know any traditional massage techniques? Or did you just see someone do it and think it might work?”

Rosa had seen many women try to catch Ned’s attention in similar ways, so she wasn’t surprised. This made her believe that Skylar was pretending to know what she was talking

about.

Ned suddenly opened his eyes. His deep, bottomless gaze fixed on Skylar in the passenger seat. “Does it really work?” he asked.

“It varies from person to person, and it may not necessarily be suitable for you, Mr. Sowle,” Skylar replied.

His voice was just like Joe’s, making it hard for her to ignore. Yet the longing and memories she had buried would keep resurfacing, and a voice in her mind would insist that the man before her was Joe. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Ned’s gaze lingered on Skylar for a long moment.

“Then… let’s follow Ms. Sullivan’s suggestion and give it a try,” Rosa said, feeling a

heightened sense of unease as Ned had never looked at her that way before.

Perhaps Ned was unaware of how he was looking at Skylar, but Rosa was very aware. He had looked at her the same way last night and again at the dress design studio earlier.

“Alright.” Ned returned his gaze and closed his eyes again, slightly reclining his seat. Rosa then began to press on Ned’s head.

After just two presses, Ned furrowed his brow. Rosa quickly asked, “Am I pressing too hard?”

“No, you can stop for now.” Ned moved Rosa’s hand away. His voice was cold, but the tightly knit brows revealed that he was enduring pain.

Rosa felt worried. “Maybe we should just head back to the hotel. With all this stop–and–go driving, your headache might worsen.”

Skylar spoke up at the right moment. “Just drop me off here, please. Thank you for the ride, Mr. Sowle and Mr. Reese.”

At her words, Rosa let out a sigh of relief. It seemed Skylar wasn’t the kind of person she feared – someone who would try to attract Ned’s attention.

Rosa was cautious because she sensed something unexplainable hanging between her and Ned, hindering their relationship from progressing. The presence of Skylar stirred a sense of unease within her. No one had ever made her feel this way before.

Previously, Ned had been indifferent toward other women with ulterior motives. Hence, Rosa had always believed this was simply his personality. He didn’t like to get too close to anyone. But the way he looked at Skylar now made her realize something was different.

“That’s fine, then…” She was about to instruct Brian to pull over.

Just then, Ned opened his eyes and fixed his gaze directly on Skylar. He said, “Since we’re headed to the hot spring resort, it’s on the way. Let’s all go together.”

Rosa felt a heaviness in her chest. She bit her lip, glancing at Skylar in the passenger seat.