Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 310

Victor’s face darkened as he slid his finger across the screen to end the call.

“Why aren’t you answering?” Finley asked.

Victor’s tone was tinged with mockery. “This is the trouble with canceling the engagement. The old lady finds new ways to pester me every single day.”

He flicked his phone off and tossed it onto the table, then drained the last of his whiskey in one swallow.

*

The next morning.

CapitolionHorizon Private Hospital.

Nanette walked alongside Isadora as they entered the gynecology clinic to see Dr. Joslyn, a specialist.

Professor Lowell glanced down at the report, asking in her usual, clinical manner, “You’re sure you want to terminate the pregnancy?”

Isadora sat stiffly in her chair, Nanette’s hand wrapped tightly around hers.

The doctor’s frosty tone only made the hospital’s sterile air feel heavier.

Sensing Isadora’s trembling fingers, Nanette squeezed her hand reassuringly.

Isadora gave the faintest nod.

“Where’s the father?” the doctor asked.

Isadora looked down. “He’s not here.”

At that, Professor Lowell finally glanced up, taking a proper look at the young woman before her.

Isadora had striking eyes and flawless pale skin—she was beautiful, but under the harsh glare of the hospital’s fluorescent lights, her face was drained of all color.

Nervous and afraid. But then again, what woman in this situation isn’t?

Having seen this scene play out countless times, Dr. Joslyn felt little sympathy.

“It’s standard procedure—you’ll need the father’s signature for consent.”

“I’m single,” Isadora replied quietly.

At that, Dr. Joslyn’s gaze softened, just a fraction.

“Then is a relative with you?”

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Someone noticed his distraction. “Is everything alright, sir?”

Finley frowned. “That’s the women’s clinic over there, isn’t it?”

“Yes, that wing is for OB-GYN—pregnancy consultations and the like.”

Finley narrowed his eyes.

If he wasn’t mistaken, he’d just seen Isadora’s silhouette.

But what was she doing here?

“Go fetch the doctor from that office,” he ordered.

Moments later, Dr. Joslyn emerged from the clinic, recognizing Finley as the hospital’s director. She greeted him respectfully.

Finley got straight to the point. “What was that woman here for?”

Dr. Joslyn understood immediately and answered without hesitation. “She came in for an abortion.”