Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 496

At those words, Isadora stopped struggling.

It was as if she'd only now truly absorbed the news-*Pudding is dead*.

But before she could react further, darkness overtook her, and she fainted.

***

Isadora woke slowly in her hospital bed.

Through the haze, she heard men talking outside her door.

Kemp's voice was respectful as he reported to Victor, "Mr. Fitzgerald, we've confirmed it-Rowena took one of Mrs. Fitzgerald's sweaters, laced it with poison, and used it to lure Pudding outside. When Pudding picked up the sweater and carried it back, that's when he was poisoned."

Victor's voice was icy, colder than she'd ever heard it. "Do whatever it takes. Find her."

Isadora sat up in bed, a chill settling deep in her bones.

Victor turned at the sound and saw her awake.

Kemp quietly slipped out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

Victor's gaze lingered on her pale face. He reached out and gently brushed a stray lock of hair from her temple, his voice rough and low. "Isadora, you're pregnant. You can't get agitated right now."

Isadora managed a bitter smile.

“So Pudding died because of me. Rowena was after me all along. Pudding only died because he loved me."

Victor's hands rested on her shoulders, his eyes dark and intense. His Adam's apple bobbed as he struggled to speak. "Isadora, it wasn't your fault. It was mine. I failed to protect Pudding."

Tears welled in Isadora's eyes.

Victor hated seeing her like this. He tried to comfort her, "You need to rest for the baby. Please don't overthink it. I'll take care of everything."

shoved his hands

glared at him, her voice trembling with anger. "Rest? How can you tell me to rest? Does Pudding's death mean nothing to

a shaky laugh, her words like icy blades. "Of course. You never really cared, did you? All you care about is

like a

his body had turned to ice; pain flickered

pang

hadn't meant

nowhere else to put her

she'd say something even colder if she kept

the blankets over

want to sleep

listened to every word and felt

reached for the doorknob, but Nanette

shot her an annoyed glare. "What are you

way. "Where do you think you're going, charging in like

indignant. "Can you believe Isadora?

Pudding more than anyone. He raised

velbet

yet he's holding it together for Isadora's sake."

thinking of yourselves. I'm

folded her

doesn't

is between

your place to

argue, but Nanette grabbed his arm

she said in a low voice, "if you try anything stupid, you'll answer to

***

had never planned to target the

was almost an insult to

to hurt Isadora,

no one else left to