Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 90

For over twenty years, Elise had been the Harrison family’s black sheep, barely tolerated at best.

Even Jack’s wife never missed a chance to put her down.

So when it came to money, Magnus was the only one who would pay for anything Elise needed. That included footing the bill for the best medical team whenever they were together—no questions asked.

Isadora glanced at Elise, unimpressed. She had no interest in playing catch-up or pretending they were old friends.

She got straight to the point. “Was it you who sent those men to kidnap me?”

Elise poured herself a glass of hot water, a sly, mean-spirited smile curling on her lips as she tested the waters. “So, did the kidnappers really do it? Are you... tainted now, Isadora?”

She’d overheard everything at the wedding—the desperate call Isadora made for help was crystal clear. Elise’s instincts told her the kidnapping was real; Isadora had always been the underdog in their twisted rivalry, but she was never one to bow her head easily. Elise had no trouble luring Magnus away from her, time and again.

On her wedding day, Elise had deliberately played the victim, saying just the right words to Magnus to keep him close.

Now, Elise circled Isadora leisurely, clutching her cup, her tone laced with derision. “Tsk, tsk, Isadora. I bet it stings, doesn’t it? Even while you were being kidnapped, Magnus refused to come save you. He stayed by my side and made sure my wedding dreams came true. You’re nothing to him. Just a title—his girlfriend. That’s all you are. If I were you, I’d save myself the humiliation and leave while I still could.”

A few weeks ago, that kind of jab would’ve gone straight for Isadora’s heart.

But now? She felt nothing for Magnus. Elise’s goading just seemed almost laughable. She couldn’t believe she’d once let these petty taunts keep her up at night.

Isadora’s expression stayed cold. “I’m not here to argue. Just answer me—was it you?”

That hit a nerve. No matter how well Magnus treated Elise, he’d never given her a real place in his life.

Elise’s face darkened, her eyes contorting with fury. “Isadora, let me make this clear. Leave Magnus on your own, or I’ll show you just how ruthless I can be.”

Love is a double-edged sword; whoever loves deepest bleeds the most.

But Isadora? She didn’t love Magnus anymore. Elise’s words couldn’t cut her now.

Elise, though, still cared—deeply.

Isadora’s lips curled in a faint, defiant smile. “And if I say no?”