Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 184

Just as the two kidnappers lunged forward, they were suddenly kicked hard from behind.

Standing above them, Magnus glared down, his face dark with fury. He ground out, "Touch her, and you'll regret it."

With that, all the rage he'd been bottling up exploded. He charged forward and started beating the kidnappers mercilessly.

One of them was pummeled to the ground, barely able to move.

The other tried to seize Isadora in the chaos, desperate to grab her as a shield.

But Magnus was faster. He tackled the man, pinning him down, and shouted, "Isadora, run! Get out of here!"

Isadora didn't hesitate. She turned and sprinted away.

But as she ran toward the edge of the cliff, panic clouded her judgment. Her footing slipped, and suddenly she tumbled over the side.

Magnus saw her fall. He tore away from the kidnappers and raced after her, desperate to catch her before it was too late.

But before he could reach her, one of the kidnappers, wielding a wooden club, brought it crashing down on Magnus with brutal force.

Hospital.

Isadora slowly opened her eyes, lying on a hospital bed.

Eleanor stood at her side, dabbing tears from her eyes with a silk handkerchief. "Isadora, sweetheart, how are you feeling? You nearly scared me to death."

voice was hoarse. "Where... am

trying to save you, but thank God the security team arrived

thing she remembered was Magnus grabbing for her and then a kidnapper smashing him

gently propped Isadora

for a whole day. Madam's been worried sick. Here, have

as if she'd

tried to feed

pressed her lips together,

do it, Mom.

red. She wanted to stay, but worried Isadora would find her

she left Laura behind

Two days later.

was a knock

wheeled Magnus into the

up, her expression cool, and saw him-pale and exhausted, one arm in a

the nurse, who quietly left them

"Isadora, are you... okay?"

desperate to see her the moment he woke up, but with multiple fractures he couldn't even move. The second he was able to sit

flat. "Thanks to you, I'm

managed a faint smile at her sarcasm, but the effort made him wince. The

sketchbook she'd been

been kidnapped because

frowned, misunderstanding. He thought she was blaming him for not