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

shoulder is bandaged, and I saw blood and wounds all

pang 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

harder, rolling down her cheeks like pearls. She sobbed, breath catching

moments ago, she'd used

him to get back

still being so kind

She didn't deserve it.

finally

she'd overheard the doctor saying at the door

need an IV. I'll go find

that, she dashed out to

Dr. Brown reappeared in the

Isadora sniffled, gathering herself.

Doctor, whatever you need to do -IV, shots,

instinctively at Victor for approval

eyes fixed on Victor, glimmering like dewdrops. "Well? Are

I say? My wife's the

so distant, proud, and untouchable. Who would have guessed he had

lazily on the bed, needle in his hand as a bag of clear fluid dripped

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

nothing,

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