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!"

a sleek Lamborghini, gently setting her into the passenger seat before circling the

glanced over at her, noticing how she kept her head down, ears blazing red.

carried you, but you're blushing so hard it just makes

outside my office-you realize I

on the steering wheel, his tone playful and rich. "Well, how about you add me to your company's group chat? I'll send a gift

sidelong look. "You did

told you this morning

was just you being ridiculous," she

"I wasn't kidding."

as he leaned in closer. "When I call you my

the car door, trying to escape the overwhelming scent

call me that. It's

quirked in amusement. "You don't like

exactly what I

voice dropped, coaxing and lazy. "So

Hyou 'wife,' but you

fais d'? That doesn't

on, just once."

the window, thankful for the tinted

probably faint

"Not a chance."

chuckle rumbled through the car, the

ears.

a temper, I guess I'll just have to spoil her. What else can