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."

puzzled. "Why would I apologize

was out of town

guilt. She avoided his eyes, focusing on Pudding as she smoothed the dog's ears, muttering, "Pudding, do

Woof, woof, woof!

agreement. Not only petty, but jealous too—and always picking

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

little show of

ignored him and stood, heading toward her bedroom to change into

up immediately, trotting along behind her, tail wagging as he followed

in his eyes as he set down his glass and sauntered

Victor took a long step and blocked

tongue. "Not so

Pudding bristled, barking indignantly. "But I

his ground, unbothered. "Sorry, but she's only for me

mom!" Pudding barked, jumping up in protest, paws

"And I'm your

slipped off her shawl, the delicate straps of her camisole resting on her pale shoulders, the fitted black dress