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 respond, leaving

she was finally

dragged on much longer than

the time Isadora got back to Brocade Heights,

was on the eighteenth floor,

elevator doors slid open, she spotted a familiar figure

She blinked. Magnus.

looking like he'd just walked out of a boardroom-sharp, imposing, and distant. His brows were drawn together, and there were dark circles

doing here? He'd always complained her place was

she

Isadora instinctively stepped back.

was arrogant enough on a good day; when he'd

because she'd hung up on him earlier? Was he here to make

phone and snapped a quick photo. She sent

Magnus wants to apologize. Ha! Elise, looks like

to just walk past him and

heels echoed sharply

the sound, fixing

a few days, but she looked just as

energy to her, a confidence that outshone the shadows of their

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

felt like