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.

in his arms, Victor was like a living furnace-radiating heat, soothing and

a comfortable spot and unconsciously drifted

his embrace. Her lashes fanned across her cheeks, thick and dark, her breathing slow and peaceful. He whispered,

went to

in the midst of a major transition. She was also preparing to hand over her

days, her

she finally

she hadn't seen in a long time. Isadora hesitated, staring at the screen for a moment before answering. "Mr. Fawcett, is there

at the calm, distant tone

planning to hand The Vaughan Group over to a professional manager. Do you have something in

the executive, so the news

pregnancy's progressing, and soon I won't be able to

caught off

was planning to leave Capitolion for good. And if that was

remained warm and polite. "Of course. If

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

clarified, "No pressure, really. There's a

event this evening, and

you might