Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

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Chapter 359 The word "sweetheart" echoed in the air, and every head nearby turned toward the sound.

Isadora froze, stunned for a long moment.

She wasn't sure whether she should walk over or just bolt from the scene.

With more and more people glancing their way, their curiosity obvious, Isadora wished she could suddenly go deaf and simply run.

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Leaning against the car, Victor's lips curled into a faint smile. In just a few long strides, he reached her, slid his arm under her knees, and swept her up into his arms.

And just like that, Isadora found herself being carried-in full view of everyone- right outside the Vaughan Galleria. She could feel the taut muscles flexing in his arms, and her cheeks flushed with heat.

"Wow, a princess carry!" "That's boyfriend material right there! So romantic!" "I'm so jealous! All the good men are taken!" Sof the Vaughan Group's senior staff recognized her, and their gossip quickly turned to excitement.

"Wait, isn't that our boss? President Vaughan!" "When did President Vaughan get married? Didn't see a memo about that!" "Quick, take a photo and post it in the group chat! The boss's boyfriend cto pick her up after work-what a rare sight!" Victor carried Isadora straight to a sleek Lamborghini, gently setting her into the passenger seat before circling the hood and sliding into the driver's side.

He glanced over at her, noticing how she kept her head down, ears blazing red. His deep voice was tinged with laughter.

"It's not like this is the first tI've carried you, but you're blushing so hard it just makeswant to tease you more. What am I supposed to do about that?" Isadora couldn't help shooting him a glare. "This is right outside my office-you realize I still have to face everyone tomorrow, right?" Victor tapped his long fingers on the steering wheel, his tone playful and rich. "Well, how about you addto your company's group chat? I'll send a gift card or something. Let everyone know their boss is already spoken for." She gave him a sidelong look. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Victor's smile turned a bit roguish. "On purpose? I told you this morning I'd pick you up after work." "That phone call was just you being ridiculous," she retorted.

"I wasn't kidding." Victor turned, his gaze intense as he leaned in closer. "When I call you my wife, I mean it." Isadora pressed herself subtly against the car door, trying to escape the overwhelming scent of cedar that lingered on him.

"Don't callthat. It's embarrassing." "What's so bad about it?" Victor's lips quirked in amusement. "You don't likecalling you my wife?" "You know exactly what I mean," she muttered.

His voice dropped, coaxing and lazy. "So I Hyou 'wife,' but you fais d'? That doesn't Con, just once." all Isadora turned to look out the window, thankful for the tinted glass-otherwise she'd probably faint from embarrassment.

"Not a chance." Victor's low chuckle rumbled through the car, the sound vibrating straight to her ears.

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"Fine, fine. If my wife has a temper, I guess I'll just have to spoil her. What else can I do?"

A hint of a smile tugged at Isadora's lips, so subtle even she didn't notice. With a roar, Victor floored the gas, and the Lamborghini shot out of the parking lot. After a moment, Victor spoke again. "By the way, does your mother not like me?" Isadora thought of her mother, Eleanor, and realized her dislike probably had something to do with the Fitzgerald family. "Why? Does it bother you?" Victor shrugged, almost off-handedly. "What does she like?" "Are you trying to bribe her?" He glanced over, giving her a

tic, serious look. "No, I'm just trying to win you over. Winning your mom over is just a The content is on you quer novelenglish.net! bonus-otherwise she'll keep calling at night, and that's not ideal." Isadora could only roll her eyes.

She glanced out the window, realizing they weren't heading to Summitm ave Grest Estates or her own place. "Where are we going?" with the other to.

renthe hand on the wheel, you out for a little fun." Cenét gently trace her fingertips. "Taking

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