Chapter 315

Victor's dark eyes narrowed, his lips curling with a hint of disdain. "So you're telling me to just pretend nothing happened? Do you really think that's possible?"

Isadora turned away, refusing to meet his sharp, piercing gaze. Instead, she fixed her eyes on a patch of windswept reeds outside and asked quietly, "And what, you think you could ever marry me?”

Victor's brow furrowed. For a moment, he said nothing.

Isadora let out a soft, bitter laugh. She'd expected as much.

What was the point in seeking out humiliation?

Trying to sound casual, she went on, "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not planning

to use this baby to force your hand. The minute I walked off that operating table, I knew exactly what I wanted. I'll raise this child on my own."

At that, Victor let out a short, derisive laugh.

"So you're just cutting the dad out of the picture?"

"Isadora, you really are something, aren't you?"

pressed her lips together. "Victor, I only kept my pregnancy a secret

messy. But now that you know, I'm asking me

can't you let

she tried again. "With your family name, if you wanted a child, plenty of women would line up

his pack of cigarettes aside. His gaze flicked to her midsection, his tone sharp. "Why ask me? You

Isadora fell silent.

couldn't

get married someday, you have my word-I'll never bring the child around you, never

alone, the more it sounded like she was trying

he was dead? Like he never existed, just so she could be a single

chuckle. "Sounds like you've got it all figured out. Maybe you should get a medal for being so considerate of your ex. Hell, why not call a press conference and announce to the world

Why was he so impossible to reason

back, "Do you really think the Fitzgerald family would ever accept someone like me? Do you honestly believe Dorian and

type to back down easily. Now that she had a child to protect,

eyes lingering on her face. After a long moment, brows drawn, he

“Victor, there's no point forcing this. The baby was my accident, not ours. I don't want it to be something we

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into the night, merging seamlessly with

the car, a

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