Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 263

Isadora frowned, thinking she must have misheard.

"Suicide?" she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.

Laura, worried Isadora wouldn't believe her, spoke slowly and clearly. "Yes. Mr. Vaughan and Mrs. Vaughan have been fighting a lot lately. This morning, after another huge argument, Mrs. Vaughan went straight to her room and didn't say a word. She stayed in there for ages. When we were cleaning, we found her in the bathroom-she'd cut her wrists. Thank God we found her in time, or she would've bled out."

Only then did the weight of the situation hit Isadora.

Eleanor Vaughan was the kind of woman who'd never even lift a finger for chores, let alone tolerate pain. If she'd tried to take her own life, something truly devastating must have happened.

Isadora glanced up at the looming glass tower of The Fitzgerald Group just ahead, hesitated, then turned the steering wheel and changed direction.

Half an hour later, she pulled up in front of Vaughan Manor.

She got out of the car and hurried through the grand foyer, heading straight for Eleanor's bedroom.

she opened the door, she saw Eleanor lying motionless on

of color, lips a ghostly pale, her whole

were at her bedside,

Isadora stepped forward.

"Mrs. Vaughan tried to take her own life just now. We found her in time—any later,

voice was firm. "Thank you. Could you please

nodded

Eleanor's eyes were blank and hollow, empty as a deserted house. It was as if all life had drained

voice seemed to stir something. Eleanor's eyelashes fluttered, and

softened

up a stool and sat by

but then her grief broke loose in a wail. For a

air. After all these years of Eleanor's

the bedside table. She picked them up and began to leaf through the pages, her expression growing

looked up, her eyes red and swollen, and croaked, "That's the divorce agreement Richard Vaughan gave me. The bastard transferred all my shares, the house, the money—everything—out of my name.” Isadora flipped to the next page and found