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?"

trembling with a quiet desperation. "If I told you I'd give you my life, would you

fluttered. She

"Would you marry me?"

wanted to marry you," Victor replied, every word earnest, a faint

lifted her head again, her voice steady. "I want to

He looked down at her for

The Fitzgerald Mansion.

in the living room, enjoying

several housekeepers wheeled carts loaded with goods right through the

this season's latest women's fashions: vibrant, elegant dresses in every color, shimmering as they passed. Gleaming jewelry sparkled among the piles,

hurried over to block their path, her tone sharp. "What are you

hung their

these things in

coming home to

hide her shock-or

was fifteen. With so many homes of his own, even when she and her husband dragged him home, he'd barely stay for dinner

Pattie frowned, sensing something

why are

in?"

in a whisper,

words left her