Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 495

"I do."

With a radiant smile, Isadora's eyes shone with unshed tears. Her voice trembled ever so slightly as she uttered those three words.

How could she ever say no?

After all, she was being granted the most precious wish of her life.

Victor's heart thundered in his chest at her answer.

He rose slowly, emotion swirling deep in his gaze. For a fleeting moment, his eyes glistened with tears-the sheer force of his joy and excitement impossible to hide. Their eyes met and locked.

In that silent exchange, they both understood: from this moment on, they would walk through life hand in hand.

The guests erupted in a roar of applause and cheers as the bride accepted, the atmosphere almost boiling over with excitement.

Nanette threw herself into Finley's arms, burying her face in his chest.

God, this was just too damn moving!

Victor opened the velvet box and drew out a sapphire engagement ring. His

knuckles whitened as he held the dazzling jewel between his fingers.

He gently took Isadora's slender hand in his, ready to slide the sapphire ring onto her finger.

As if, in that instant, he was binding her to his side forever.

She was already carrying their child.

Now, she would truly become his wife.

she would be at

Then, without warning-

thud echoed through

at the mouth. His eyes rolled back wildly, his body limp

howls ripped

could feel

seconds, Pudding's writhing stilled; he lay motionless on the cold,

"Pudding!"

with shock. She

poised between her knuckle and the base, but as

the ring slipped

hospital hallway, a suffocating tension weighed on

sharp scent of antiseptic

back and forth, her

stood nearby, jaw tight, a shadow clouding his usually

stepped forward and gently took her hand. "Isadora, the doctors are examining him. Please, just sit down

the image of Pudding's body

knew Pudding was

few years, he might have to

not like this. Not so suddenly, not in

"What

his

him away, her

pain he was in just now? Did you see? He was just holding the ring for us! He was our witness, part of our story

words tumbled out,

bloodshot, his own pain

Just then-

room with a couple of

her nerves stretched thin. "How is he? Is Pudding going