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.

all the years ahead, she would

Then, without warning-

echoed

who had been sitting nearby, suddenly collapsed, frothing at the mouth. His eyes rolled back wildly, his body

ripped from

the humans watching could feel the

stilled; he

"Pudding!"

went blank, her wide eyes unblinking with shock. She dropped to her knees, gathering Pudding into her

poised between her knuckle and the base, but as she pulled her hand

ring slipped

a suffocating

harsh fluorescent lights and sharp scent of antiseptic filled

forth, her expression

tight, a shadow clouding

gently took her hand. "Isadora, the doctors are examining

the image of Pudding's body convulsing, foam spilling

knew Pudding

that in a few years, he might have to leave

not in such agony, right

She murmured over and over, "What do

embrace, his voice rough with emotion. "Isadora,

him away,

in just now? Did you see? He was just holding the ring for us! He was our witness, part of our story how could he just drop dead like he was

tumbled out, wild and

eyes were bloodshot, his own pain barely contained.

Just then-

exam room with a couple of vets

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