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."

shimmered in Isadora's wide, dark

not hurt? Your whole shoulder is bandaged, and

into his arms, pressing his chin gently to the top of her head. In a low, warm voice, he murmured, "The wounds don't hurt. But

fell even harder, rolling down her

moments ago, she'd used

to get

he still being so

She didn't deserve it.

finally slowed, Isadora

she'd overheard the doctor saying at the door

need an IV. I'll

dashed out

few minutes later, Dr. Brown reappeared

Isadora sniffled, gathering herself.

Doctor, whatever you need

glanced instinctively at Victor for approval rather

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

shrugged with a helpless smile. "What can I say? My wife's the boss.

was always so distant, proud, and

Victor was lounging lazily on the bed, needle in his hand as a bag of clear fluid

and fathomless, met Isadora's. He crooked a finger

over and sat at the bedside, saying nothing, her gaze

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