Chapter 451

Victor felt the softness of the woman in his arms, glancing down at Isadora Vaughan's slender fingers entwined with his own. Something inside him began to thaw. Slowly, he tightened his grip on her hand—perhaps a bit too firmly, but she didn't pull away.

Isadora studied his handsome face, noticing the furrow in his brow had finally smoothed out. She knew he had forgiven her.

She couldn't deny it—she was relying on Victor's affection for her, using it as a shield for her little schemes.

Resting her head against his chest, she listened to the steady, heavy thump of his heart. How lucky she was, she thought, to have found this man.

A soft winter breeze fluttered through the white, gauzy curtains, lifting one corner and letting a lazy shaft of early winter sunlight spill into the room, brushing gently across their silhouettes.

After a while, Isadora looked up at him from his embrace. "Victor."

He gazed down, his eyes dark and searching. "Yes?"

She hesitated, pressing her lips together before speaking. "There are things I

I want to be honest with

out I was pregnant... I actually planned to move away,

Knock, knock!

sharp rap interrupted her confession. The door to the hospital room swung

on the threshold. "Am

Dr. Finley Pembroke appeared in his white coat, stethoscope draped around his neck, offering

nestled in Victor's arms,

with his usual quiet dignity, shooting Nanette an irritated glance. When he spotted Finley behind

helplessly, as if to say, "Don't

Isadora, taking in her pale, drawn face and how fragile

quick strides, Nanette was at her side, enveloping Isadora in a fierce hug. "You

as he watched Nanette

couple times. "I'm alright, really. You can

kept her hands firmly on Isadora's shoulders, scrutinizing her from head to toe. "Fine? You nearly had one foot

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