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?"

I only kept my pregnancy a

now that you know, I'm asking me go, for old times'

can't you let

just stared at her, stone-faced and silent, so she tried again. "With your family name,

cigarettes aside. His gaze flicked to her midsection, his tone sharp. "Why

Isadora fell silent.

inside her couldn't

my word-I'll never bring the child around you, never

she spoke of raising the baby alone, the more it

want to act like he was dead? Like he never existed, just so she could be

like you've got it all figured out. Maybe you should get a medal for being so considerate of your ex. Hell, why

was he so impossible

think the Fitzgerald family would ever accept someone like me? Do you honestly believe

with Mrs. Fitzgerald before, and she knew the woman wasn't the type to back down easily.

long moment, brows drawn, he murmured, "If you ever want

baby was my accident, not

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merging seamlessly with the dazzling city lights

car, a

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