Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 486

"That's what you say, but I just can't shake this uneasy feeling."

"Well, do you love him?"

Isadora nodded, then realized Nanette couldn't see her through the phone. "I do. I love him very much."

"Then that's all that matters! You two love each other. There's no need to

overthink it—what you need to focus on now is taking care of yourself and the baby."

Suddenly, something occurred to Isadora. "Oh no!"

"What's wrong?"

"I don't think I've ever actually told Victor 'I love you' out loud. Not even once."

Nanette was silent for a moment.

"Wow, your prince charming is head over heels for you, isn't he? Honestly, Isadora, how did you find someone like that? I'm so jealous!"

"Isn't Finley good enough?"

"Please." Nanette scoffed. "Compared to Victor, Finley barely registers-like, if you started digging, you'd have to go pretty deep to even find a trace of him. Luckily, I don't expect too much from him, so it's fine."

"I have to get ready for filming. Don't overthink it. If you love him, tell him. Men need reassurance too, you know."

After the call ended, her phone rang again.

time, it

voice on the other end. "Isadora, is it true about those shares in

"Yes," Isadora replied.

and cleared her throat. "Now, listen, I'm not money-hungry, I just see how good Victor is

weren't always a fan

just a lapse in judgment. Let me tell you something, honey: a man who spends money on you might not love you, but a man willing to give you his entire fortune? He

little dizzy after

if she was honest, it did

those ID documents

Go get your marriage license soon and don't

of

had completely changed

maybe the shares were Victor's way of baiting everyone around her, trapping her

Evening came.

left the office, deliberately avoiding the

day, she'd felt the weight

as

dying to

exhausting. And if Victor

the elevator down to

one hand in his pocket, scrolling through his phone. When

phone, ready

Isadora dashed right past him, slipped around the car, flung open the passenger door, and hopped in—all in one smooth, practiced

felt a gust of wind as she breezed past him. By the time he turned, she was already buckled into the