Chapter 393

"Stop crying."

"You were just crying a minute ago, and now you're at it again. Keep it up and

your eyes will swell shut-then I won't marry you anymore."

"Victor!"

Isadora bit her lip and snapped at him.

"You need to go to the hospital right now."

Seeing how worried she was, Victor gave her a soft smile. The usually sharp lines

of his face gentled as he looked at Isadora.

"There are plenty of doctors here at the Fitzgerald estate."

Isadora reached out, her fingers hovering over his shirt, not daring to touch his injured shoulder.

"Does it hurt?"

"Not at all."

Isadora's

not hurt? Your whole shoulder is bandaged, and I saw

in his chest at her words. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, pressing his chin gently to the top of her head. In a low, warm voice, he murmured, "The wounds

Isadora's tears fell even harder, rolling down her cheeks like pearls. She sobbed,

moments ago, she'd used

him to get back at

being so kind

She didn't deserve it.

finally slowed, Isadora eased out

the doctor

I'll go find

dashed out to get

Dr. Brown

Isadora sniffled, gathering herself.

get infected. Doctor, whatever you need

instinctively at Victor for approval rather than moving to

on Victor, glimmering like dewdrops. "Well? Are you going to listen to the

"What can I say? My

so distant, proud,

Victor was lounging lazily on the bed, needle in his hand as

and fathomless, met Isadora's. He crooked a finger at her. "Come

saying nothing, her gaze

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