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.

where do you

and stuck out her tongue playfully. "Just making sure. Didn't want

arm slipped around her waist, pulling

"Listen to me,

...

city hall, took a numbered ticket from the machine, and walked over to window

over their

their paperwork carefully, then looked

Isadora exchanged

They hadn't taken one!

first time registering for marriage-neither had thought

faces, the

"You can

photo next door, then

Jazed. She gestured t

me Back."

and Isadora made their way to the

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

tailored white shirt and black

dress-fresh, pretty, her