Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 503

Isadora's eyes sparkled, bright and lively, shimmering like starlight dancing across

a midnight lake. Her lips curved as she broke into a radiant smile.

She teased, "Mr. Fitzgerald, if we don't hurry, city hall will close for the day."

Victor paused, then a subtle smile played on his lips, his dark eyes softening with warmth.

He reached for her hand, and together they started toward city hall, each step measured and sincere.

His tall, upright figure cast a broad shadow that enveloped her completely, as if to say that no matter what lay ahead, he would shield her from it all.

Their palms pressed together, warm and slightly clammy; it was impossible to tell whose nervousness was whose.

Suddenly, a thought struck Isadora. She tugged him to a stop.

Victor turned, a hint of concern in his voice. "What's wrong?"

Isadora bit her lip. "Before we register, shouldn't we sign a prenup or something?"

After all, their difference in wealth was pretty significant.

If—well, if they ever divorced, she'd be entitled to half his fortune.

and serious. "Isadora, where do you come up with these ridiculous

could hear the annoyance in his tone and stuck out her tongue playfully. "Just making sure. Didn't

instant, his arm slipped around her waist, pulling her close until she was pressed

his voice rang out, steady and certain, each word deliberate. "Listen to me, Isadora. In

...

hall, took a numbered ticket from the machine, and

handed over

inspected their paperwork carefully, then looked up. "Where's your wedding

and Isadora exchanged

They hadn't taken one!

was their first time registering for

faces, the

room. "You

photo next door, then

Jazed. She gestured t

me Back."

and Isadora made their way to the photo

simple room-just a floor-to-ceiling red backdrop and a boxy camera set

white shirt and black trousers, his posture unusually

dress-fresh, pretty, her eyes bright