Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 488

A wooden sign hung above the shop, painted in faded black and yellow. It wasn't big or small-just cozy enough that every table inside was filled with people.

Isadora slowed her pace and pointed at the storefront. "I want some pudding," she announced to Victor.

Victor eyed the old-fashioned dessert shop with clear skepticism, his nose wrinkling. "Are you sure this place is clean?"

The owner, who had just served a bowl of pudding to another customer, overheard and shot him a disgruntled look.

"Sir, this café has been here twenty years! Our desserts are clean and delicious, with plenty of regulars. Please don't say things like that and ruin my business."

Isadora leaned in, whispering by Victor's ear, "It's just basic manners not to criticize someone's place in front of them."

Oh, so apparently he was the one lacking manners now?

Victor looked down at her. "If you really want pudding, I can have the staff at home make some for you."

She'd never realized before just how old-fashioned he could be.

"I want this one," Isadora insisted.

She looked up at him, her dark eyes shining, soft and pleading in a way that made her seem impossibly young and earnest.

Victor couldn't resist those gorgeous eyes. Defeated, he pulled out his phone and scanned the code to pay.

moment later, the owner handed her a generous helping of pudding, topped with a layer of caramelized

was silky, sweet, and

scooped up another bite and

in a charcoal suit, looking entirely out of place amid the cozy clutter of the

couldn't help

being forced to come down to earth and try out the

on, exploring the busy

not everything

gaze lingered on something he deemed too unhealthy, he'd immediately and decisively

a while, with her stomach somewhat satisfied, Isadora spotted an ice

tone leaving no room for

hard it is, watching my coworkers sip on their lattes every afternoon. Now you won't even let me

me."

"Piggy

because I

will you let me have

child, and Victor still erred on

pulled out his phone and dialed a number,

women eat

voice answered on the other end, "If it's Isa? A little bit