Chapter 492

Isadora poked at the strong arm wrapped around her waist.

"Well, Mr. Fitzgerald, you were pretty harsh with me back then, weren't you?" Victor pressed an apologetic kiss to her pale neck. "I know. I'm sorry."

He hadn't known she was pregnant at the time. All he'd seen was her looking nauseous over dinner with him, and he'd assumed she just found his company unbearable.

Jealousy and anger had surged within him, making him lash out without thinking.

It wasn't until later that he learned the real reason behind her reaction.

Guilt gnawed at him ever since.

As his lips brushed gently against her skin, his warm breath tickled her ear.

Somehow, Isadora's heart melted completely.

They talked idly for a while, conversation flowing and fading, the room wrapped in a tender, languid warmth.

After a bit, Isadora's eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

The nights had been chilly lately. The previous evening, she'd slept alone, and it had taken hours for the sheets to finally warm up.

was like a living furnace-radiating heat, soothing and

a comfortable

sleeping in his embrace. Her lashes fanned across her cheeks, thick and dark, her

next morning, Isadora went

of a major transition. She was also preparing to hand over her position

her schedule

finally

her phone rang-a number she hadn't seen in a long time. Isadora hesitated, staring at the screen for a

at the calm, distant

to hand The Vaughan Group over to a professional

one who had recommended the executive, so the news didn't

didn't hide the truth. "My pregnancy's progressing, and soon I won't be able to manage everything

paused, caught off

leave Capitolion for good. And if that was the case, perhaps he still

"Of course. If you need anything, you

his voice again, softer this time. "Are you free

"No pressure, really. There's a

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