Chapter 427

Victor's eyes were dark and unreadable-a pair of sharp, obsidian irises that lingered on Isadora's radiant face, studying her every delicate feature with unwavering intensity.

For a long moment, he said nothing. The silence stretched between them, thick

and heavy.

Isadora's heart fluttered anxiously in her chest. She nervously twisted her fingers, unsure what to expect.

Then, Victor spoke—each word slow and deliberate, as if sealing a vow: "I could never be angry with you. Not ever."

His tone was so sincere, so solemn, that it sounded like a promise spoken beneath stained glass.

Isadora felt her eyes sting with sudden emotion. She quickly pressed her forehead to Victor's chest, hiding her face so he wouldn't see the tears brimming

in her eyes.

Against her ear, his steady heartbeat pulsed strong and unwavering, the sound echoing all the way to her own chest-a deep, grounding rhythm that made her feel both safe and weak at the knees.

After a while, Isadora finally managed to collect herself. Her voice was thick with emotion as she sniffled, "I don't even have a dress for the party tonight."

Victor had expected her to say something sweet, maybe even a little grateful for his words. He hadn't anticipated such an abrupt shift to party attire.

This woman... truly had a knack for spoiling the mood.

his wife, and that meant she deserved to be

of laughter. "Just wait. Tonight,

Isadora was once again reminded of just how dazzling

the lavish space. Servants moved carefully, maneuvering rows of garment racks laden with sumptuous evening gowns-each one

dazzling display of luxury and beauty. Off to the side, a collection of priceless jewelry sparkled-diamond necklaces glinting with icy fire, pearl earrings radiating a

room had transformed into

took turns slipping into bespoke designer gowns, strutting a slow circle before Isadora, displaying each piece for her

the other wrapped comfortably around Isadora's waist. He raised an eyebrow, a lazy smirk on his lips. "Go on.

was a new, exclusive

were stunning, each

just pointed to one at random.

the

a white

a daringly

behind her like

tail, shimmering as

caught the light.

casual choice would be... quite

expression turning oddly

on his face and couldn't help but tease him. "You don't like it?

Vightened, his tongue

against his teeth in silent After

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