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

Isadora toyed with his tie, her slender fingers playing

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

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

her ear. "How about helping me with my bath again? Last time you did a pretty

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

Would you really make

deep voice teasing and hypnotic. "How about we just

way," she said, eyes

for a

her slender waist, breathing

looked up at

bring Pudding home to

since her pregnancy,

dog. Pudding,

and well-behaved, Victor wanted

He hesitated.

Isadora pressed on, "It's really fine. I'm over three months now, the baby's stable,

considered this

out his phone, dialing the housekeeper. "Have Pudding brought

Mansion," he