NovelXXXChapter 324 After Eleanor returned from Europe, she moved back into the old house.
She'd talked about finding a new place, but with the whirlwind of her unexpected pregnancy, everything had been delayed. For now, the only option was to stay put.
With two possible addresses, the driver hesitated at the wheel, unsure which one to head for.
Victor lounged against the side of the car, his posture relaxed, though his tone was edged with a weary sort of amusement. "Just do what she says. Otherwise, if Miss Vaughan starts tearing up, I'll be the one in trouble." Isadora rolled her eyes.
Please. She wasn't a child-she wasn't about to burst into tears over a drive home.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe turned her head toward the window, feigning sleep with her eyes shut, hoping to avoid further interaction. But the man beside her clearly didn't get the message.
Victor's gaze was fixed on her, unwavering. Her hair was swept up in a loose chignon, exposing the graceful curve of her neck. His voice, lazy and deep, filled the car.
"Piggy Vaughan, I just did you a favor. Can you stop givingthe cold shoulder, please?" As soon as he spoke, Isadora caught the driver sneaking a curious glance at them in the rearview mirror.
She pressed her lips together, her brow creasing. "This is just my normal expression." Victor's frown deepened, his voice low and dissatisfied.
"So you're all ice with me, but you're beaming like a sunflower for that other guy?" Beaming like a flower? Only Victor could cup with something so melotic.
Isadora shot back, "If I want to, yeah." Victor's tone turned authoritative. "No. You're only allowed to smile at me." She didn't bother to hide her disdain. "I'll smile at whoever I want. Not your business." Victor let out a frustrated laugh. "You're really going to treat the father of your child like this over sguy you barely know? If our daughter found out, she'd be furious." "How do you know it's a girl and not a boy?" Victor arched an eyebrow, his voice lazy. "I just know. She visitsin my dreams says she wants to sleep next to her dad." Isadora could only stare at him in disbelief.
"She's got only one parent. Me." Suddenly, Victor reached out and swept her up onto his lap.
He hooked an arm around her waist, his other hand gently resting on her stomach. His eyes softened as he looked at her, his voice low and coaxing.
"She needs her dad, too, you know." Isadora looked away, squirming in his hold. She muttered, "Let go, Victor. This is harassment." Without another word, Victor pressed a button on the center console, raising the privacy screen and shutting them off from the driver.
A teasing smile played at his lips.
"Want to call the cops and havee arrested Here, use my phone." "Creep," Isadora spat, turning her face away from him.
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But perched on his lap, she couldn't ignore the heat radiating from his e solid frame. the taut muscles beneath his shirt.
"Isadora, I just want to talk. Really talk." She struggled to get free. "There's nothing left for us to say." "I called off the engagement." His words landed in the confined space like a grenade.
Isadora froze, her body going rigid.
Victor reached up and gently pinched her cheek.
Her skin was smooth and pale beneath his fingers, warm and m e impossibly soft. "Showsomething. Anything," he murmured, searching her face.
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