Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 189

Another VIP hospital room.

Elise arrived, carrying a thermos of homemade chicken broth she’d simmered for three hours. She wore a floral dress under a knitted cardigan, her makeup flawless and every curl in place. When she stepped inside, she found the room cold and empty—no one was there.

Just as she turned to look for him, a nurse wheeled Magnus into the room.

“Magnus, where were you? You just had surgery. You should be resting.”

Magnus’s eyes, usually warm, were icy and sharp as he studied Elise, staring at her as if she were a stranger.

His gaze made her skin crawl. She reached up, touching her own face nervously.

“Magnus… what’s wrong, big brother? Is there something on my face?”

Magnus gestured for the nurse to leave them alone.

Once the door closed, his voice was steady but cold. “I need to ask you something.”

Elise blinked, trying to sound light. “Magnus, why so serious?”

“When you and Isadora were kidnapped… did you have any part in it?”

A loud clatter echoed through the room.

Elise went pale as the words hit her. Her grip loosened, and the thermos slipped from her hand, spilling golden broth all over the floor.

She rushed to his side, grabbing the armrest of his wheelchair. “Magnus, why would you say that? Who told you that—was it Isadora?”

Magnus studied Elise’s trembling, tearful form, her sadness almost delicate.

“I’ve already sent people to track down the kidnappers. I’m sure they’ll be caught soon. I want to believe you had nothing to do with this, but—if you did, I won’t protect you again.”

Elise shook her head, her tears flowing in streams. “Magnus, please, I swear I didn’t work with those men! I’m pregnant, for God’s sake—why would I take that kind of risk?”

At the mention of her pregnancy, a vein pulsed in Magnus’s forehead, and his gaze turned even colder.

Taking a deep breath, Magnus’s voice was resolute. “Our family is devout Catholic. We don’t believe in premarital sex. If you want this child, I’ll give you a sum of money and you can leave the country. If not, I’ll arrange a doctor.”

Elise’s heart broke. She choked on her words. “How can you be so cruel to me? If Isadora were the one carrying your child, would you treat her like this?”

Magnus couldn’t help but imagine if it were Isadora who was pregnant. He knew he would never send her away. No—he would fight his family, fight the world, to protect her and their child.