Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 388

After a while.

Isadora finally lifted her head from Victor's chest. Her eyes, still red-rimmed from crying, met his with a rare calm as she spoke:

"I got a video from your grandmother at the press conference," she said quietly. "She threatened me with my mother and with Nanette, told me not to say anything about you. That's what hurt me most."

Victor hadn't expected Deanna to stoop so low, to threaten the woman he loved.

How dare she?

His brow furrowed as he struggled for words, a heavy weight pressing against his chest, leaving him breathless.

"I'm sorry, Isadora. I... I didn't know..."

Isadora stepped back, wiping her tears away with the back of her hand.

"So Deanna never wanted us to be together. She thinks I'm not good enough for you."

Victor swallowed hard, his voice rough. "I won't let you leave me."

Isadora's dark, clear eyes met his, but they were devoid of warmth. She asked softly, "Victor, do you love me?"

He gripped her hand, searching her face, his gaze deep as a midnight sea. "I do."

"How much?"

voice trembling with a quiet desperation. "If I told you

lashes fluttered. She

"Would you marry me?"

word earnest, a faint light flickering in

the intensity of his gaze. She paused, then lifted her head again, her voice steady. "I want to stay at your

He looked down at her for a

The Fitzgerald Mansion.

sat in the living room, enjoying a cup of tea at

several housekeepers wheeled carts loaded with goods right

color, shimmering as

their path, her

their heads,

us to put these things in his dressing

was coming home

couldn't hide her shock-or her

own, even when she

Pattie frowned, sensing something was

moving back, why are all these women's

in?"

replied in a whisper, "They're...

sooner had the words