"Stop crying."
"You were just crying a minute ago, and now you're at it again. Keep it up and your eyes will swell shut—then I won't marry you anymore."
"Victor!"
Isadora bit her lip and snapped at him.
"You need to go to the hospital right now."
Seeing how worried she was, Victor gave her a soft smile. The usually sharp lines of his face gentled as he looked at Isadora.
"There are plenty of doctors here at the Fitzgerald estate."
Isadora reached out, her fingers hovering over his shirt, not daring to touch his injured shoulder.
"Does it hurt?"
"Not at all."
Tears shimmered in Isadora's wide, dark eyes.
"How can it not hurt? Your whole shoulder is bandaged, and I saw blood and wounds all over you."
Victor, for all his bravado, felt a pang in his chest at her words. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, pressing his chin gently to the top of her head. In a low, warm voice, he murmured, "The wounds don't hurt. But seeing you cry—that hurts."
At that, Isadora's tears fell even harder, rolling down her cheeks like pearls. She sobbed, breath catching in her throat.
Just moments ago, she'd used him.
She'd used him to get back at Deanna.
Why was he still being so kind to her?
She didn't deserve it.
After a while, when her tears finally slowed, Isadora eased out of Victor's embrace.
She remembered what she'd overheard the doctor saying at the door earlier.
"You need an IV. I'll go find the doctor."
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The readers' comments on the novel: Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)
It takes too long to get to the point. Too much unnecessary in between in all of these books. Too many extra characters, the authors lose the plot after a while....