Chapter 382

"Sorry."

Terrell moved in, reaching out to embrace her.

But Isadora immediately stepped back, putting a careful distance between them.

Terrell's hand hung awkwardly in the air. He couldn't hold back-his words came out sharp: "When you needed him the most, he still didn't show up. Why can't you just let him go?"

Isadora looked up, meeting his gaze.

"Mr. Fawcett," she replied evenly, "even if Victor and I aren't together, I have no intention of settling for someone else just for the sake of it. That's only fair to you."

"I don't mind," Terrell said, his eyes fixed on her, unwavering.

He could see right through her-see the vulnerability she tried so hard to hide behind her mask. It made his chest ache, this urge to protect her growing stronger by the second.

"I don't care if you're cruel to me, Isadora. All I want is a chance."

As he finished, Terrell gently rested his hand on her shoulder.

Isadora's brow furrowed.

Realizing he'd crossed a line, Terrell quickly withdrew his hand.

"I'm sorry," he said, his voice low. "I just lost my temper tonight."

Isadora's expression didn't change. "Mr. Fawcett, please don't waste your time on me."

laugh. "Even now, after all

Isadora stayed silent.

the last

seeing Deanna

*

Fitzgerald Manor.

was tuned to the evening news, broadcasting coverage of The

screen, the

CEO

she has no personal ties to Preston from The Dunbar Group.

to the hotel. Isadora

to reveal the father's

at the

speculating

pair-let's offer our congratulations to Terrell

look forward to wedding bells in

...

remote, freezing the image of

housekeeper, respectfully massaged

Isadora's carrying is still the Fitzgerald

own flesh

her

don't understand, Pattie. Victor's

world revolves around

world.

her first-then we can deal with everything else. As for the child..." She gave

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