Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 271

Back at Summit Crest Estates.

Pudding was there, too.

The moment the front door opened, the golden retriever came bounding out, barking excitedly, tail wagging like crazy as he circled Isadora again and again.

A housekeeper came by each day to feed him and take him out for walks, but it wasn't the same as having his people home.

Isadora had been run ragged lately-her days filled with learning the ropes at The Vaughan Group, her nights spent at Vaughan Manor, keeping Eleanor company.

Seeing Pudding now, a wave of guilt washed over her.

She crouched down and ran her hands through his soft, snowy fur, pressing her forehead gently against his.

"I'm sorry, Pudding. I've been so busy these days, I haven't given you nearly enough attention."

Victor was leaning against the kitchen counter, a glass of water in hand, watching the scene with his dark eyes. He let out a low, ambiguous hum.

"Funny. I don't hear you apologizing to me."

up at him, genuinely puzzled. "Why would I apologize

out of town for work, and you barely spared me a thought,

eyes, focusing on Pudding as she smoothed the dog's ears, muttering, "Pudding, do you

Woof, woof, woof!

in agreement. Not only petty, but jealous

lifting her chin in mock defiance, emboldened by her furry ally. "See? Even Pudding agrees with

her little show of bravado and gave a soft, almost

stood, heading toward her bedroom to change into something

up immediately, trotting along behind her, tail wagging

of amusement flickering in his eyes as he

was about to scamper into the bedroom after Isadora, Victor took a long step and blocked the doorway with one

clicked his tongue. "Not so fast,

bristled, barking indignantly. "But

"Sorry, but

jumping up in protest, paws scrabbling

bit embarrassed. "And I'm your dad, so

Isadora had just slipped off her shawl, the delicate straps of her