Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 317

Brocade Heights.

The doorbell rang, sharp and insistent, slicing through the quiet.

Isadora assumed it was Victor again, refusing to take the hint. She strode to the door and swung it open, not even bothering to check who was there. "Why are you still here?!"

Nanette blinked in surprise, glancing up and down the hallway before asking, "Who's still here?"

Isadora realized her mistake as soon as she saw Nanette's face. "Sorry, wrong person."

Nanette stepped inside, slipped off her shoes, and flopped lazily onto the living room couch. "Where'd you two go this afternoon?"

Isadora was in the kitchen, filling two glasses with cold water. She handed one to Nanette before answering, "By the riverside."

Nanette couldn't help but grin at that. Everyone knew the riverside in Capitolion was where couples went for romantic strolls-or, as the tabloids loved to report, for far more heated rendezvous.

"How romantic," Nanette teased.

that romance had been the last thing on

Fitzgerald planning to step up and do

but the idea of marrying her had clearly never

made up my mind on the operating table. I'm raising this baby

eyes widened in surprise, but then she nodded, not really shocked. If anyone could do

think Mr. Fitzgerald will just let it go? I mean, that's his

night. She hadn't expected Victor to show up at the hospital today

stomach. Despite the exhaustion in her eyes, her voice was steady, resolute. "No matter what he decides, I won't

different. But now that he knew—and knowing the Fitzgerald family, with all their wealth and pride-there was no way they'd just let an outsider have an heir to their dynasty, no questions

to push further. She offered a comforting smile. "Look, if you've made up your mind, then stick with it. You have my support. I'll

softened the whirlwind in Isadora's heart. She leaned her head on Nanette's shoulder. "If only you

Nanette? Maybe you should go to Thailand and