Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 134

Victor’s eyes turned cold, his brows furrowing as a storm brewed in his gaze.

“Magnus, you really just compared Isadora—who’s loved you for five years—to a pair of shoes? Honestly, you’re a real piece of work.”

Magnus hadn’t meant to say any of this. But the moment he thought about Isadora being with Victor, he completely lost control.

“Victor, you don’t love her. If you just want to have some fun with a woman, there are plenty of women in Capitolion. Why go after her?”

Victor let out a low, contemptuous laugh. “Oh, are you a mind reader now? How could you possibly know how I feel about her?”

Magnus froze at those words.

He turned, locking eyes with Victor’s unreadable but strangely meaningful stare, and for a moment, all his arguments evaporated. He didn’t even notice when the finance summit ended.

Victor stood, straightening his suit jacket and shirt with a measured calm. He swept Magnus with a look so cold and imperious, it was the kind of disdain only a king could muster.

“Let me remind you, Magnus: Isadora broke up with you. I don’t care about her past. If you couldn’t cherish her, someone else will treat her like she’s the most precious thing in the world.”

For someone as sharp as Magnus, the meaning behind Victor’s words was impossible to miss—a man’s feelings for a woman, plain as day.

For the first time, fear crept into Magnus’s heart. He could sense that something had truly slipped away from him.

No, he tried to convince himself. Even if Victor has fallen for Isadora, there’s no way she could love him back. Magnus clung to the belief that their five years together meant something—that their bond was unbreakable.

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Isadora spent several days in the hospital, being pampered like an invalid.

Victor had even arranged for a seasoned housekeeper to look after her. Anyone who didn’t know better might have thought she was recovering from something much more serious.

That afternoon, after a routine checkup, Isadora returned to her room and found a tall, striking man in a white doctor’s coat waiting by the door.

Finley gave her a quick, subtle once-over before flashing a friendly smile.

The first? Then who was the woman in that photo on Victor’s desk?

A voice called from down the hall—“Director Pembroke!”

Finley gave her a conspiratorial wink. “Alright, little Isadora, let’s get together another time. And don’t tell Victor I came by.”

As he turned to leave, Isadora blurted out, “Dr. Pembroke, do you know about the photo in Victor’s office? There’s a girl in it—who is she?”

He could tell she hadn’t figured it out yet. Amusement danced in Finley’s eyes.

“Why don’t you go take a closer look at the photo next time? When you do, you’ll understand.”

With that, he was gone, leaving Isadora even more confused than before.

During her stay at the hospital, Isadora called in sick at work, using her hospitalization as an excuse. Of course, it was only a matter of time before word got back to the Vaughan family.