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Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 22

She was curious to see just how long Magnus would hold out.

Meanwhile, Eleanor’s patience had finally snapped after being ignored again and again. Fury burned inside her.

She’d dealt with manipulative little drama queens like this back in her day—could handle two of them before breakfast.

When was it going to be her turn to put on a show?

Eleanor lost her patience. “Someone, escort Ms. Harrison out!”

At her command, two burly security guards stepped forward and surrounded Elise, ready to remove her from the premises.

Magnus’s expression darkened, his icy gaze sweeping over the guards. Intimidated by his powerful presence, they instinctively took two steps back.

Magnus turned to Elise. “You’re not well. I’ll have the driver take you back to the hospital.”

Elise stared at him in disbelief, eyes wide and brimming with unshed tears, her innocence on full display—but she didn’t dare say a word in protest.

Instead, she turned to Isadora. “Isadora, I’m so sorry. Please don’t be mad at Magnus. I’m terminally ill. This wedding is my last wish. I just don’t want to come between you. If there’s anything I can do to make up for my selfish request, just tell me.”

She looked so frail and pitiable, her voice trembling, that anyone watching might have felt their heart soften.

Anyone except Isadora. She was completely immune to Elise’s act.

She didn’t love Magnus anymore—but she hadn’t forgotten the humiliation Elise had made her suffer.

Her phone still held the 999th message.

“Isadora, you’ll always be the loser in this game.”

“Magnus spent the night with me again. Guess you’re alone in that big empty bed—again. Hahaha!”

And dozens of messages just like that.

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