Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 352

At that moment, the door of the examination room swung open from the inside.

Two doctors emerged, holding a stack of test results.

"Isadora, we have your results."

Isadora shot to her feet, her fingers clenching nervously until her palms broke out in a cold sweat.

Victor's gaze flickered as he watched her. He reached out, threading his fingers through hers and gripping her hand tightly.

One of the doctors paused, casting a curious glance at the distinguished man standing by Isadora's side.

"For now, everything looks normal. But to rule out any hidden issues, we'll need you to come back for a follow-up in a few days. I'll prescribe you some medication in the meantime."

At those words, the taut string inside Isadora finally snapped; relief washed over her.

Victor took the test reports from the doctor and glanced through them, a hint of carelessness in his manner.

Honestly, were his genes really that fragile?

"Thank you," Isadora said to the doctor.

After the doctors left, Isadora finally realized her hand was still locked tightly with Victor's, their fingers entwined.

She tried to pull away, but he didn't let go.

Looking up, she found herself caught in the depths of his eyes-dark and swirling like a midnight sea.

She pressed her lips together, trying to explain. "I just... got a little emotional earlier, that's why I-"

"Why what?"

"Why, you mean holding onto me

late wave of embarrassment crept up

"I just..."

discomfort as he waited to see what excuse she'd

help but lift her chin in defiance, deciding

you. So what? What are you going to

darkened, and he drawled lazily,

last word linger, then in a playful tone added, "I think

his arm around her waist

together once more, this

been so preoccupied with the test results she hadn't noticed anything else. But now, with her mind

strength and

Victor's embrace.

and steady-echoing

his lips close to her ear, his voice low and

cry anymore

happens, I'll handle

that, Isadora's

hadn't always been so

this time, it was as if

*

Inside the Lamborghini.

only when Isadora settled into the passenger seat that she realized-where was

her phone and sent a

reply came