Chapter 351

Victor strode over and dropped to one knee, half-crouching before her. His dark eyes swept over Isadora from head to toe, scanning for injuries, only relaxing when he saw she was safe.

But the moment he noticed her pale face, a sharp ache twisted in his chest.

"I'm sorry," he murmured, voice raw. "I got here too late."

At his words, the tears Isadora had been fighting finally spilled over.

She hadn't wanted this baby-not at first. But when she decided to keep it, that choice held all her courage and hope. If anything had happened tonight... she would never have forgiven herself.

Victor saw the tears on her cheeks-crystal bright, cutting straight into his heart. He reached out, his thumb gently brushing away the wetness at the corners of her eyes, his tone soft and teasing, "Come on, you're a grown woman. Still crying like a little girl?"

For once, Isadora didn't argue back. She simply didn't have the strength. Fear still trembled inside her, refusing to let go.

Suddenly, she reached out and threw her arms around Victor, burying her face in the crook of his neck. She clung to him tightly, as if she were terrified he might disappear.

waist, pulling her close. His dark gaze softened,

bottle of water, only to see Isadora collapse into Victor's embrace. His face remained impassive,

After a moment, he set the water bottle down on a bench, turned, and walked slowly away his figure

her shoulders shaking. Hot tears slid down Victor's neck, soaking into

felt as if something was squeezing his heart,

made of water? How could she possibly

cried, the more Victor itched to destroy anyone who'd

we lost this one, we could always try again. If that's

pulled away, wiping at her nose.

fierce. "Alright, then nothing's going to happen to it. If

features finally eased a little at his

her relax, Victor felt his

to ask, "How did you know to

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