EuropeNovelChapter 135 It's just a shame, really. Over the past few days, **not a single member of the Vaughan family** had cto visit her in the hospital-only Richard bothered to call.
She couldn't say she was disappointed.
She'd grown used to it.
It wasn't until after she was discharged, on her very first day back at work, that Eleanor finally showed up, late as always.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe walked into Isadora's office.
"Isadora, I just got back from London and only now heard about your car accident.
I wasn't avoiding you on purpose. Are you alright?" Isadora didn't even look up, her eyes still fixed on the paperwork before her.
"I'm alive, aren't I? That's all that matters." Eleanor had been whisked off to London on a last-minute shopping trip by Pearl. She'd been sulking over Isadora's recent promotion, and Eleanor had reluctantly gone along. She hadn't expected to return honly to discover Isadora had been hospitalized after a car crash.
Deep down, Eleanor suspected Pearl had known about the accident all along, and had purposefully kept it from her, dragging her out of town. But with all the grievances Pearl had suffered lately, Eleanor decided it was better to just turn a blind eye.
Eleanor didn't take offense at Isadora's chilly tone.
"So, why were you at the Fitzgerald family's hospital?" Isadora finally set down her pen, leaned back in her chair, and looked her mother dead in the eye. "Did you really call this way just to askthat?" Under Isadora's piercing gaze, Eleanor grew flustered and coughed twice to steady herself.
"In a few days, it'll be your birthday party. I wanted to ask if you'd be willing to celebrate together with Pearl this year. No need to make her wait until the next day-after all, you two do share a birthday." Isadora let out a dry laugh. "You really do dote on Pearl, don't you? For years, you insisted on letting her have the main celebration, and I had to wait until the day after to mark mine. Funny, I don't remember you ever making this kind of request for me." Eleanor's cheeks flushed a deep red.
Forget it, she thought. Lately, this daughter of hers seemed ready to explode at the slightest provocation.
Eleanor tried again, testing the waters. "What about Magnus? I thought maybe I could invite him to join us and help celebrate." Isadora smiled, her look hard to read. "Magnus is my boyfriend. I'll invite him myself, thank you." At that, a genuine smile finally flickered across Eleanor's lips.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Alright, alright, I promise I'll make it a beautiful party for you this time." It looked like Isadora and Magnus had patched things up.
*** That evening, Isadora returned to Stratus Manor.
Ever since she was discharged, Victor had whisked her away to stay here. The day she left the hospital, he had cto pick her up. She'd climbed into his car, thinking he was driving her back to Brocade Heights, and promptly dozed off. It wasn't until they pulled up to Stratus Manor that she realized what had happened. Victor had rested his elbow on the window, fingers pressed to his forehead, watching her with an amused half- smile.
"Miss Vaughan, with your level of awareness, you'd probably get sold off and end up helping count the money." Isadora pouted. "So tell me, Mr. Fitzgerald, do you plan on selling me?" Victor tousled her hair affectionately. "Not right now I'm too attached. Maybe after I get bored and fatten you up a bit, I'll sell you for a pretty penny." ***
Now, in the bedroom, Isadora was playing with Pudding when she heard the bathroom door open behind her. She turned, and just for a moment-was caught off guard by the sight of a man's lean, toned waist.
Victor walked out of the steam-filled bathroom, a towel slung low around his hips. Water dripped from hism chest, tracing a path down his abs and disappearing beneath the sharp line of his hips. Above, his features were all chiseled angles and cool, sculpted eyes-handsenough to seem unreal. The view left Isadora momentarily stunned, unable to look away.
Victor towel-dried his hair with casual ease, his voice low and lazy. "Have you stared enough yet?" Since her hospital stay, Isadora had slowly started to accept that the two of them were, in fact, a couple now.
Blushing, she mustered her courage. "If you have to ask, then clearly, I haven't stared enough."
Victor crossed the room in a few easy strides and swept her r into his arms. "Well then," he murmur against her ear, "tonight, I'll make sure you get more than just a look."
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