Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 347

Isadora stopped in her tracks. “Mom, what are you talking about?"

Eleanor shot her a look. "Trust me, I know what I'm seeing. That Terrell boy is polite, well-educated, and he's from the Fawcett family-a family known for generations of scholars. They'd never look down on you because of your background. If he really likes you, I think you should give it a try."

The more Isadora listened, the less comfortable she felt.

"Stop. Terrell and I aren't what you think. I don't like him like that."

Eleanor waved her off. "Oh, 'like'-what does that even matter? You liked Magnus

at first, then things got all complicated with Victor. But neither of those men

were... right for you..."

Eleanor suddenly realized she'd said too much.

She quickly backtracked. "Isadora, I'm sorry. I just don't want your life to be so hard, that's all."

response was firm. "Let's

rolled out of bed and slipped on his

now joined by fresh, angry

summoned her for his own vicious release. And he never used the same method twice-first it was a belt, then electric shocks, and tonight it was

more nights like this, and she wasn't sure she'd

fooled by Preston's wealth. Rich men could be just as stingy. Every time he was finished, he'd toss her a few thousand-barely enough to put

smell on her skin

sofa, lighting a cigarette and curling his lips into a sneer. "When are you

her eye with the back of her hand and bit down hard on her lip. She drew a shaky breath, then mustered a brittle smile as she turned around. "Mr. Dunbar, it won't be fong

*

Evening.

address Wendy had texted her and ended up at

short distance before finally finding

you pick this place? And a

little uneasy, forcing a laugh. "Don't let the looks fool you-the food here is actually really

truth was, Rowena had begged Wendy to help set up this

wanted nothing to do with it. But Rowena's tearful pleas wore her down-she argued that et even criminals deserved a second chance, that she just wanted to offer a sincere