Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 233

The next morning.

Isadora arrived at the design firm and went straight to her office.

Wendy blinked, hurried after her, and poked her head around the doorway.

"Isadora, you look exhausted! That thunderstorm last night really rattled you, didn't it?"

Slumped in her chair, Isadora barely managed a response. "Just had a nightmare, that's all."

Truth was, she'd hardly slept at all.

She'd tried every trick to drift off, but sleep had abandoned her completely.

Wendy clucked her tongue sympathetically. "Oof, sounds like that nightmare really did a number on you. You've got the biggest dark circles—I swear, you look like a raccoon."

Isadora pulled a compact out of her tote and glanced at her reflection.

She nearly jumped her face was so pale she looked like a ghost in a horror movie.

With a sigh, she dabbed on some foundation, covering up the evidence of her sleepless night.

couldn't afford to look like death warmed over; she had several important client meetings lined

up looking like this, the meetings would probably go nowhere. Seafarer Designs' biggest challenge was their lack of

the running for the Horizon Architects competition, but

client meeting she could, hoping to drum up more business for the firm.

had a moment to think

Crest Estates at night, Victor was

wasn't coming home,

time she saw his texts, Isadora could only smirk

never bothered to ask where he

and, on a whim,

office, Wendy had been putting in overtime

had gotten into Isadora lately; it was like her boss was hell- bent on cramming a year's worth of work into a single week, and Wendy,

aging her decades—she

Wendy couldn't help but

clients non-stop. You should really get some rest. Working this late every night is just going to kill our productivity tomorrow,

Isadora realized it was nearly

hopeful face and relented. "All right, go

Isadora realized her

and crawled into bed early, but sleep was