Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 359

The word "sweetheart" echoed in the air, and every head nearby turned toward the sound.

Isadora froze, stunned for a long moment.

She wasn't sure whether she should walk over or just bolt from the scene.

With more and more people glancing their way, their curiosity obvious, Isadora wished she could suddenly go deaf and simply run.

Leaning against the car, Victor's lips curled into a faint smile. In just a few long strides, he reached her, slid his arm under her knees, and swept her up into his arms.

And just like that, Isadora found herself being carried-in full view of everyone- right outside the Vaughan Galleria.

She could feel the taut muscles flexing in his arms, and her cheeks flushed with heat.

"Wow, a princess carry!"

"That's boyfriend material right there! So romantic!"

"I'm so jealous! All the good men are taken!"

Some of the Vaughan Group's senior staff recognized her, and their gossip quickly turned to excitement.

"Wait, isn't that our boss? President Vaughan!"

"When did President Vaughan get married? Didn't see a memo about that!"

"Quick, take a photo and post it in the group chat! The boss's boyfriend came to pick her up after work-what a rare sight!"

straight to a sleek Lamborghini, gently setting her into the passenger seat before circling the hood and sliding into the

her, noticing how she kept her head down, ears blazing red. His deep voice was tinged with

I've carried you, but you're blushing so hard it just

couldn't help shooting him a glare. "This is right outside my office-you realize I

you add me to

"You did that

"On purpose? I told you this morning I'd pick you

just you being

"I wasn't kidding."

turned, his gaze intense as he leaned in closer. "When I call you my wife, I mean

car door, trying to escape

call me that. It's

in amusement. "You don't like me calling

exactly what I

voice dropped, coaxing and lazy.

Hyou 'wife,' but you

fais d'? That doesn't

on, just

out the window, thankful for the tinted

faint

"Not a chance."

the car,

ears.

guess I'll just have to spoil her. What