Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 387

"No need."

"This isn't helping, sir. Waiting out here won't solve anything. If Miss Vaughan isn't coming out, maybe you should go to the hospital and get yourself looked at first."

Victor lifted his gaze, and the coldness in his eyes cut through the air.

Kemp clamped his mouth shut immediately, not daring to press the issue any further.

Suddenly, Kemp caught sight of a figure outside the car.

"Miss... Miss Vaughan's coming out."

At those words, Victor turned his head, his dark eyes locking on the woman stepping out of the house.

Isadora wore a crisp white blouse tucked into a grey fitted pencil skirt, the fabric hugging her slender waist just right. Though it had been over three months, her stomach was still as flat as ever-there was no sign at all that she was expecting.

Her long, softly curled hair spilled over her shoulders like a waterfall, catching the gentle breeze. The effect was striking, making her seem both delicate and radiant. Ignoring the pain in his shoulder, Victor pushed open the car door and got out. Isadora looked at him, leaning there against the car.

It was only then she noticed how bad he looked. His face was shockingly pale.

Back in the basement, her feelings had been a tangled mess.

She was angry at Victor.

She'd kept hoping she'd see a text, some kind of message, even just a call from him. She hadn't needed him to show up at the press conference—she just wanted to know he was there for her, somewhere.

stage, there was

Victor's absence had left her reeling, an ache so sharp it felt like her heart was

more she cared, the

wanted to feel like this

It hurt too much.

a handful

from the porch light stretched their

out too, quietly slipping away down the drive to give them

the look in his eyes unreadable. He tried to force a smile to ease the tension, but

tone was cool. "Didn't you come

stepped closer, his tall frame casting

but

rough, edged with pain. "I didn't

could

her gaze

chest, her voice

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Saying 'I didn't mean to' makes everything

had stitches, and Victor

he didn't stop

and

you feel better, then go ahead. However you