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.

*

from the car, letting the cold night air bite at her cheeks.

lounging against the car, looking languid and strangely flushed, his long lashes lowered, eyes closed. The breeze ruffled his short hair,

Isadora's skin. Pines

between worry, tenderness, and a

and stepped forward, each footfall echoing the breaking of some fragile

and she knew

footsteps and slowly opened his eyes,

wore soft

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

seem

beauty. fo

crossed Victor's face; a slow, crooked smile

the wrist and pulled her onto his lap, settling her securely across

actually came?" His voice was low, rough

flawless face, so close to hers. "I came to

her neck and

frowned, frustrated

tender, sounded above her. "I

just saw each

and day.