Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 419

The next moment-

Isadora noticed the office door handle turning. Into her phone, she said, "Mom, I'll call you back later."

Without waiting for a reply, she hung up.

There was a soft click as the door opened from the outside. A tall, broad- shouldered man entered, his footsteps quiet and deliberate.

Isadora set her phone aside and stood up, her clear, luminous eyes meeting Victor's. "Done with your meeting?"

She glanced him over quickly. His handsome face was composed, revealing nothing amiss.

Relief washed over her-he probably hadn't heard anything from her phone call.

Victor's dark eyes lingered on her, something unreadable flickering in their depths so quickly it was gone before she could catch it.

He crossed the room, gently taking her hand in his. His thumb traced slow circles over her fingertips as he led her to the couch, his voice low and warm. "Why didn't you go rest in the lounge?"

"I must have dozed off without realizing it," she replied with a small smile. "Maybe your office sofa is just too comfortable."

"Is that so?"

"What do you want for dinner tonight?"

tie, her slender fingers

in his chest. "Getting picky, are we? If you want me to cook, Mrs. Fitzgerald, what

a playful smile, her voice soft as a whisper. "What

brushed her ear. "How about helping me with my bath again? Last time

shot him a wry look. "That was when you were recovering

I'm pregnant. Would you really make me work that

said, his gaze intent on her, his deep voice teasing

said, eyes sparkling with

guard for a moment by how irresistibly lovely

circling her slender waist, breathing in

looked up at him.

Pudding home to

since her pregnancy,

dog. Pudding,

Pudding was always clean and well-behaved, Victor wanted to be

He hesitated.

fine. I'm over three months now, the baby's stable, and

considered this

he took out his phone, dialing the housekeeper.

Fitzgerald Mansion,"