Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 395

Victor lounged lazily against the pillows, half-reclined on the bed, his gaze fixed intently on Isadora. His eyes were as quiet and unfathomable as a midnight forest, silent and deep.

Isadora reached over, carefully bringing a spoonful of soup to his lips.

Obediently, Victor parted his lips and swallowed, the sharp line of his Adam's apple bobbing with the motion.

Still, his dark, drowning gaze never left her face.

Isadora finally couldn't take it. She glared at him. "Can you please just eat your meal properly?"

Victor's lips curled up in a faint smile. "Aren't I being perfectly cooperative?"

"Then why are you staring at me like that?"

Her heart was pounding so hard, she swore it could break the speed limit.

If he kept looking at her like that any longer—

She was sure she'd melt under the intensity of his gaze.

Victor's deep, low voice was rich with affection. "Because my wife is beautiful."

Men really did have a way with sweet words.

Not that Isadora would ever admit how those words made her heart flutter.

She pressed her lips together to hide her smile and ordered, "Close your eyes, or I'm not feeding you anymore."

He chuckled, his laughter rumbling in his chest, his tone teasing and indulgent. "You really are a tyrant, you know that?"

Eventually, Isadora managed to finish feeding him.

Just then, Victor's phone rang. He answered, balancing the phone at his ear while tapping away on his tablet, dealing with work matters as if being bedridden barely slowed him down.

Isadora sat nearby with her own meal, keeping a careful eye on the IV drip, watching for when it would run out.

The second bottle was nearly empty.

She went to the door to call for the doctor.

Dr. Brown strode into the room, all brisk professionalism as he carefully removed the IV from Victor's hand.

Maybe it was because Isadora was present, but Dr. Brown finally seemed able to act like a proper doctor, issuing instructions authoritatively.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, you'll need daily IV medication for a full week. And watch your diet—no spicy foods, no shellfish, and avoid strenuous activity. Keep the bandage dry to prevent infection."

"I've left your prescriptions on the table. Take your medication with each meal, three times a day."

Isadora listened attentively, making mental notes of every instruction.

Once the doctor left, she stood guard, watching until Victor swallowed every last pill.