Chapter 444

She was already freezing.

And he was still snapping at her.

Isadora felt a pang of wounded pride. Relying on the fact that he usually indulged her, she decided to ignore him—at least for a little while...

But just then-

A loud crash shattered the silence.

The warehouse door burst open with a bang.

Light from outside flooded the space, chasing away the chill with a welcome touch of warmth.

Victor strode in from the doorway, radiating a cold, crackling energy that seemed to fill the room.

Wendy looked up, and there he was a tall, imposing figure silhouetted in the light.

She blinked, hardly believing her eyes, but no, it was really Victor. They were saved.

Spinning around, she was about to call out to Isadora, only to see her friend with her eyes closed, huddled up and motionless. Wendy's face went white with panic, her voice trembling on the edge of tears as she cried, "Mr. Fitzgerald, please, hurry! Isadora-she's fainted!"

toward the corner of

into herself, arms wrapped tight around her knees, her forehead resting

sight of her hit Victor like a fist to the chest. His breath caught, his whole body jolted, and a wild, red fury flared

he was across the room in a heartbeat, dropping to his knees and

ice-cold-so cold that the chill seemed to slice straight into Victor's heart,

Victor tasted the

voice raw and

Damn it.

She didn't respond.

didn't dare waste another second. He scooped her up, stood,

a sudden warmth envelop her, along with that achingly familiar

open her eyes. The first thing she saw was the sharp,

voice barely above

so soft and

almost lost: "Vi-Victor... you

so mean to me."

clutching her

face, his own eyes stinging with a pain so sharp it bordered on madness. Tears Spilled, falling onto

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