Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 343

Isadora hadn't told Victor yet.

Tonight, she'd already promised Eleanor: once The Vaughan Group found a successor and they wrapped up the last details, the two of them would move abroad for good.

She wasn't afraid of neighborhood gossip or whispers behind her back.

But she didn't want her child to inherit that same scrutiny the moment they were born.

So when Victor brought up marriage, it would've been a lie to say she felt nothing at all.

Isadora lifted her gaze and met his eyes. "Victor, you don't need to marry me just because of the baby," she said quietly. "I told you before-I can handle this on my own. You don't owe me anything. This is my decision."

Victor's brows drew together. "Who told you I'm doing this for the baby?"

Did she really think he'd only marry her because of the child?

As if a baby alone could tie him down.

What a joke.

Victor had never cared much for the idea of children.

The only reason this mattered was because it was Isadora's child.

He stared at her, his dark eyes unblinking, her features so delicate—and now, tinged with distance.

"Isadora," he said, his voice low, "a baby isn't enough to make me decide to get married. Did you ever consider I might just want to-because I care about you?"

said you liked my

Victor winced inwardly.

ever said something

of course, she'd never let him

fingers gently brushing her hair, his tone

ear, and said, with careful precision,

froze, every

voice from the

glimpse of Eleanor

quickly pulled off her jacket and handed it to Victor. "I

he

"My mom's calling me."

toward

all times-right

on Isadora, lowering his voice. "At least let

toward the porch. She definitely didn't want Eleanor catching them

managed to find me tonight

the same,"

relying on Kemp to

moving closer, out into

anxious, slipping her hand from

said, her voice firm. “What matters is I don't want to get tangled up in the Fitzgerald family any

and hurried back toward

her figure soon

stood there as the smoke curled around him-his features hidden in the gloom, only briefly illuminated by