Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 419

The next moment—

Isadora noticed the office door handle turning. Into her phone, she said, "Mom, I'll call you back later."

Without waiting for a reply, she hung up.

There was a soft click as the door opened from the outside. A tall, broad-shouldered man entered, his footsteps quiet and deliberate.

Isadora set her phone aside and stood up, her clear, luminous eyes meeting Victor's. "Done with your meeting?"

She glanced him over quickly. His handsome face was composed, revealing nothing amiss.

Relief washed over her—he probably hadn't heard anything from her phone call.

Victor's dark eyes lingered on her, something unreadable flickering in their depths so quickly it was gone before she could catch it.

He crossed the room, gently taking her hand in his. His thumb traced slow circles over her fingertips as he led her to the couch, his voice low and warm. "Why didn't you go rest in the lounge?"

"I must have dozed off without realizing it," she replied with a small smile. "Maybe your office sofa is just too comfortable."

"Is that so?"

Victor reached out, running his fingers absently through her hair. "What do you want for dinner tonight?" he asked, sounding almost casual.

Leaning against his chest, Isadora toyed with his tie, her slender fingers playing with the silk. "Can I have something you make?"

Victor's deep laugh rumbled in his chest. "Getting picky, are we? If you want me to cook, Mrs. Fitzgerald, what will you offer in exchange?"

Her lips curved into a playful smile, her voice soft as a whisper. "What kind of service did you have in mind?"

He grinned, lowering his head until his breath brushed her ear. "How about helping me with my bath again? Last time you did a pretty good job."

She shot him a wry look. "That was when you were recovering from an injury and, if you've forgotten, I'm pregnant. Would you really make me work that hard?"

"Of course not," Victor said, his gaze intent on her, his deep voice teasing and hypnotic. "How about we just shower together, then?"

"No way," she said, eyes sparkling with laughter.

Isadora's joy was unmistakable.

She'd loved Pudding even before she remembered adopting him as a stray. Now that she knew, she couldn't wait to see him again.

It felt like getting back something precious she thought she'd lost.

Beaming at Victor, she said, "Thank you."

He stood, giving her a crooked smile. "Come on, Mrs. Fitzgerald. Let's go home."

Isadora laced her fingers with his, her heart light as she followed him out.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Fitzgerald Mansion.

The new butler, Carter, appeared instantly, several staff members lining up behind him in welcome.

Victor led Isadora inside, hand in hand.