Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 73

Isadora glanced over and spotted Sammy's mother, Mrs. Hayes, among the group.

She recognized all of them.

These were Faustina's usual circle of friends-the wives of the city's wealthiest families. When they weren't out shopping, they played bridge together and gossiped over pastries and coffee.

Faustina always made a point of summoning Isadora to stand by, refilling their teacups and clearing away dishes. She relished this little show of authority-her way of reminding Isadora who was in charge, asserting her future mother-in-law status.

Officially, the message was: If you truly love my son, then you'd better get used to the rules and expectations of life as Mrs. Wainwright.

But in truth, Faustina's pride ran bone-deep. She never missed a chance to remind Isadora that she'd only found her way back to the Vaughan family after twenty years, and, in her eyes, that made her unworthy of someone like Magnus -the golden boy of their world.

Out of respect for Magnus, Isadora had always tried to please Faustina, even when it was obvious she wasn't welcome.

For Faustina's sixtieth birthday, she'd demanded that Isadora prepare a feast— personally cook 101 dishes for the celebration. She claimed that a daughter-in- law cooking for her mother-in-law's milestone birthday would bring longevity and good fortune.

What nonsense.

not Faustina would live to a hundred, Isadora couldn't say. What she did know was that she'd spent an entire day and night in the kitchen, hands raw and trembling by the end of it. The next day, people whispered that she

Magnus heard, he only frowned and said, "Why didn't you ask for help? That

kept quiet. She knew Faustina had insisted she do it

browsed the boutique, Faustina let out a pointed huff. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves, Mrs. Donovan. Isadora isn't married to my

have smiled and bowed her head, eager to win Faustina's approval. But

her voice calm but resolute. "You're absolutely right, Mrs. Wainwright. I'm not your daughter-in-law-and I never will be. In fact, Magnus and I have broken up. Maybe you haven't noticed, but

used to orbit Magnus, doing everything Faustina asked just to stay in her good graces? And now

went pale with

back had been aching these past few days-she'd tried to call

with her son. There was no

son's interest in you is the best thing that'll ever happen to you. Don't come crying

didn't flinch. Instead, she smiled-genuine, unbothered,

of blessing. Someone else can