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.

voice dropped, low and serious. "Isadora, where do

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

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

to me,

...

ticket from the machine,

over their

carefully, then

Isadora

They hadn't taken one!

registering

their faces,

"You can

photo next door, then

Jazed. She gestured t

me Back."

Isadora made their way to

red backdrop and a boxy camera set up in

white shirt and black trousers, his posture unusually upright

dress-fresh, pretty,