Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 401

Deanna lounged at the head of the table, reclining comfortably in her chair with a smug, self-satisfied smile on her face.

Her narrow eyes narrowed even further, glinting with a venomous cunning-like a viper fixated on its prey, she stared daggers at Isadora Vaughan.

Deanna loathed Isadora.

If not for her, none of this would have happened. Her relationship with Victor Fitzgerald-once so close-had become strained beyond repair.

Once, she merely wanted Isadora to stay far away from Victor.

Now, she wished the woman would drop dead.

She didn't even care about the child Isadora was carrying anymore.

Isadora, you'll learn soon enough: you'll never marry into the Fitzgerald family. Over my dead body.

Isadora could feel Deanna's icy gaze boring into her, cold enough to chill her to the bone. She looked up and locked eyes with Deanna, refusing to back down.

slow, mocking smile curled on

she was still the same gullible girl she could toy

arm, her dark, expressive eyes turning up to him with a feigned pout. "Honey, breakfast is so exhausting with all this drama. Honestly, your uncle and aunt-barging in first thing in the

After a moment, he placed his large hand over hers, giving her

sign: he was taking

all

couldn't contain himself. "What did you just say, you insolent woman? Haven't your parents taught you anything about respect? When

stomach as she replied, calm and composed, "Respect? I'm carrying the first grandson of the Fitzgerald family, and soon I'll be Mrs. Fitzgerald, in name and in fact. If you want respect, shouldn't you show

Isadora's face. "I thought you were at least well-bred, but you're nothing but a disgrace! If not for Victor, you wouldn't even deserve to speak

as winter frost. His gaze sliced toward Virgil's outstretched hand, full

his hand back

unyielding. "That makes her the lady of the Fitzgerald family. If you can't show her respect, then you're no longer

slammed her palm down on

you really going to turn your back on your own

tone was icy, his words heavy with warning. "Anyone who mistreats my wife, I don't care who they are-they're dead to

shot Isadora a look so sharp it could have killed her