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 be at his

Then, without warning-

loud thud echoed

nearby, suddenly collapsed, frothing at the mouth. His eyes rolled back wildly, his body limp as he fell to the

ripped

humans watching could feel

writhing stilled; he

"Pudding!"

went blank, her wide eyes unblinking with shock.

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

a metallic clatter, the ring slipped and fell, rolling across

a suffocating tension weighed on

fluorescent lights and sharp scent of antiseptic filled

and forth, her

stood nearby, jaw tight, a shadow clouding his usually

took her hand. "Isadora, the doctors are examining him. Please, just sit

the image

knew Pudding was

always known that in a few years, he might

so suddenly, not in

her eyes red. She murmured over and over, "What do we do? What do we do? Why

a tight embrace, his voice

away,

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

out, wild and

eyes were bloodshot, his own pain barely contained. "I saw it

Just then-

the exam room with a

"How is he?