Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 481

Victor gently lifted her chin, making her look at him. His voice was low and steady.

"Remember what I told you? When I was little, my mother was kidnapped. Nannie's father was working as a driver for my family back then. He died trying to protect her during the abduction."

"That's why my grandmother took Nannie in, to repay the debt to the Hayes family. To me, the Fitzgeralds have always been a big family-one more, one less, I barely noticed her."

"As for what you said about childhood sweethearts-I swear, from the very beginning, it's only ever been you."

Isadora met Victor's dark gaze, staring into eyes that were sincere and fathomless, like the depths of a midnight lake.

Her eyelashes trembled ever so slightly.

She didn't doubt what Victor said. He had no reason to lie about this.

But women, she thought, sometimes need more than facts. What they want is a sense of security, and love that is undivided.

She gave a soft "Mm."

Victor's eyes lingered on her for a moment. His tone was gentle but firm. "Isadora, if something's bothering you, you need to tell me."

At that, Isadora couldn't help but speak up. "In that photo... she was holding your hand, she-"

Victor squeezed her hand, firm and reassuring. "It was just the camera angle. I'd had a few drinks, but the moment she leaned in, I pulled away."

Isadora lowered her head, lost in thought.

Worried she might spiral into overthinking, Victor's voice grew a touch anxious. "Really, I swear other than you, I've never touched another woman."

finally looked up at him, and after a pause, said quietly,

like she was just

a headache coming

that picture

always think

he? She said she believed him-yet it felt like

Half? Maybe less.

the

"I'll make something."

but Isadora called after him. "There's

hadn't stayed

in ages. The

reason the place@as livable was because she'd hired a cleaner to

swept over the small

a luxury penthouse, a sprawling estate, or a suite in some five-star

no intention

to stay, he'd stay

pulled out

call. Then he took off his suit jacket, tossed his expensive watch on the

kettle with filtered water and set it to

fifteen minutes later, the doorbell

went to

arms full with two heavy grocery bags.

See Victor, sleeves rolledet