Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 64

She missed him-desperately, in fact. Even though she was exhausted after wrapping up her latest project, she'd rushed straight from work to Magnus's house. She texted him on the way and spent the evening cooking a whole table's worth of food.

She could hardly wait for their dinner together.

But by eleven o'clock, her phone was still silent.

Even the housekeeper kept stepping out, glancing uneasily at Isadora, who sat alone at the sprawling dining table, disappointment written all over her face.

It was nearly midnight when Magnus finally walked through the door.

He took one look at the spread of now-cold dishes and simply frowned.

Isadora couldn't keep it in any longer. "If you weren't coming home for dinner, why didn't you just tell me?"

Magnus just shrugged. "I thought I texted you back."

What a joke.

Isadora's face went cold.

Magnus pinched the bridge of his nose, irritation heavy in his voice. "Isadora, I'm busy. If it's important, call me. Don't just send a message."

Oh, please. Did he think she hadn't tried? His phone had been switched off!

And yet, Victor was busy too-he was CEO of a major corporation. But at least he always made the effort to reply, even if just as a friend.

you, how could they

God she was

meeting dragged on much longer than

Isadora got back to

apartment was on the eighteenth floor,

doors slid open, she spotted a familiar

She blinked. Magnus.

was still in his black suit, tie perfectly knotted, looking like he'd just walked out of a boardroom-sharp, imposing, and distant. His brows were drawn together, and there

complained her place was too

away, she caught the strong

Isadora instinctively stepped back.

day; when he'd

on him earlier? Was he here to

Isadora raised her phone and snapped a quick photo. She sent it to

tonight? Looks like Magnus wants to apologize. Ha! Elise, looks like we're making up tonight. Hope you're

resolved to just walk past him and

heels echoed sharply in

sound, fixing her with

a few days, but she

to her, a confidence that

didn't buy it. No way Isadora could be genuinely happy while they were breaking up. She had

act of hers felt like a