Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 389

Deanna's pupils constricted sharply. She couldn't even get a full sentence out.

Isadora slipped her hand around Victor's arm, leaning so close it was as if she was clinging to him for dear life.

But deep in her eyes, cold and bright as winter stars, flashed a trace of hatred she could no longer hide.

Watching Deanna's panic and shock, Isadora's lips curled slowly into a faint, satisfied smile.

Victor glanced down, his eyes dark and unreadable as he watched Isadora's gesture. He slid his arm around her slender waist, pulling her halfway into his embrace.

"Isadora's expecting," he announced calmly. "Once my father's hundred-day memorial has passed next month, we'll be getting married."

The household staff, hearing this, lowered their heads so far they nearly buried their faces in their chests. No one dared even to breathe.

"What did you just say?!"

There was a heavy thud.

Deanna's whole body seemed to unravel, her strength gone. She collapsed shakily onto the nearest chair.

Do you even

icy, his face hard, the

I let so many things

did you threaten Isadora at the press

and under Victor's piercing, frosty stare, it felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her chest. She suddenly couldn't breathe and started

standing nearby, cried out, "She can't

moments, several family doctors rushed in from

to treat Deanna, everyone tense and

in

Pattie dropped

with Mrs. Fitzgerald. It was Rowena who came to me with

I kept Isadora's mother and friend's under control so she couldn't say anything about the

was cold, utterly devoid of

out as she knelt and began to

all me! Please, sir, forgive me! Please

his lips. "Since you admit it,

smiling, but to everyone in the room, his words carried a chilling

her face as

"Mrs. Fitzgerald... goodbye."