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.

voice sharp with fury, "Victor! Do you

face hard, the corners of his mouth twisting with

things happen behind my

did you threaten Isadora at the

went ashen, and under Victor's piercing, frosty stare, it felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her chest. She

can't breathe! Somebody, please get

moments, several family doctors rushed in from

hurried to treat Deanna, everyone tense

in her chair,

dropped to her

to do with Mrs. Fitzgerald. It was

friend's under control so she couldn't say anything about the press conference. Mrs. O Fitzgerald knew nothing about it." Cóntent belongs to

Victor's voice was cold, utterly devoid

and

it was all me! Please, sir, forgive me! Please don't blame

smile flickered across his lips. "Since you admit it, you know how I deal with

everyone in the room, his words carried

up, her face

"Mrs. Fitzgerald... goodbye."