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 forget to

God she was finally

dragged on much longer than

the time Isadora got back to Brocade Heights, it was nearly

apartment was on the eighteenth

slid open, she spotted a

She blinked. Magnus.

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 were dark circles under his eyes, as though he'd been waiting a

doing here? He'd always complained her place was too small, too cramped-he'd

few feet away, she caught the

Isadora instinctively stepped back.

when he'd been

up on him earlier? Was he here to make

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

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

past him and unlock her door, pretending he didn't

echoed sharply in the

fixing her with those intense,

a few days, but

There was a new energy to her, a confidence that outshone

happy while they were breaking up. She had to

of hers felt like a slap in