Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 370

Isadora forced an awkward smile. "I... just wanted to take a walk."

"A walk?" Eleanor echoed, skeptical.

"Yes, the doctor said I should walk more. It's good for the baby's health."

Eleanor tugged her coat tighter around herself. "Well, walking is fine when it's warmer. If you catch a cold in this weather, it's just not worth the risk." She started to shepherd Isadora back toward her room.

But Isadora spun around, a hint of urgency in her eyes. "Mom, I..."

"What is it?" Eleanor's voice softened.

Isadora closed her eyes for a moment, then took a deep breath and blurted out, "I need to go out for a bit. You should get some sleep-don't wait up for me."

Before Eleanor could respond, Isadora slipped past her and dashed out.

"Oh, this girl-what's gotten into her?" Eleanor muttered, hurrying to the window. She pulled back the curtain just in time to see Isadora rushing toward the front drive, heading straight for the Lamborghini parked outside.

And standing beside it was that man.

Eleanor shook her head ruefully. Daughters really do grow up too fast.

She could only hope this Victor would take good care of Isadora-and that his wretched old mother wouldn't make her daughter's life miserable.

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slowed to a stop a few yards from the car, letting the cold night air bite at her cheeks. Now that she was closer, she

closed. The breeze ruffled his short hair, accentuating the sharp lines of his impossibly handsome face-a

skin. Pines rustled softly in

gaze complicated-torn between worry, tenderness, and a love

stepped forward, each footfall

and

heard her footsteps and slowly opened his eyes, watching as she

soft white

deep blue coat that fell to her thighs, the kind of

seem gentle,

beauty.

Victor's face; a

within reach, he caught her by the wrist and pulled her onto his lap, settling her

His voice was

close to

out a short laugh, burying his face in the crook of her neck and breathing her in. "I'm all yours, so do with me as

frustrated by his

his voice, husky and tender, sounded above her.

saw each other

genuinely aggrieved. "That was six hours ago. Night and day. Why don't you just move back to