Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 389

Deanna's pupils constricted sharply. She couldn't even get a full sentence out.

Isadora slipped her hand around Victor's arm, leaning so close it was as if she was clinging to him for dear life.

But deep in her eyes, cold and bright as winter stars, flashed a trace of hatred she could no longer hide.

Watching Deanna's panic and shock, Isadora's lips curled slowly into a faint, satisfied smile.

Victor glanced down, his eyes dark and unreadable as he watched Isadora's gesture. He slid his arm around her slender waist, pulling her halfway into his embrace.

"Isadora's expecting," he announced calmly. "Once my father's hundred-day memorial has passed next month, we'll be getting married."

The household staff, hearing this, lowered their heads so far they nearly buried their faces in their chests. No one dared even to breathe.

"What did you just say?!"

There was a heavy thud.

Deanna's whole body seemed to unravel, her strength gone. She collapsed shakily onto the nearest chair.

She shouted, her voice sharp with fury, "Victor! Do you even see me as your mother anymore?"

Victor's gaze turned icy, his face hard, the corners of his mouth twisting with cold indifference.

"You're the reason I let so many things happen behind my back. That was my mistake."

"Why did you threaten Isadora at the press conference?"

Deanna's face went ashen, and under Victor's piercing, frosty stare, it felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her chest. She suddenly couldn't breathe and started coughing uncontrollably.

Pattie, standing nearby, cried out, "She can't breathe! Somebody, please—get a doctor, now!"

Within moments, several family doctors rushed in from the next room.

They hurried to treat Deanna, everyone tense and desperate.

It was a long while before Deanna, half-reclined in her chair, finally managed to catch her breath.