Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

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.

like a living furnace-radiating heat, soothing and

a comfortable spot

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

went to work

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

days, her

finally had a moment to

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

Fawcett winced inwardly at the calm, distant

planning to hand The Vaughan Group over to

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

soon I won't be able to manage everything at

caught off

thought... maybe she was planning to leave Capitolion for good. And if

polite. "Of course. If you need anything,

about to hang up when she heard his voice again, softer this

pressure, really.

event this

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