The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 136

Magnus stared into the void in his arms, a knot of frustration and unease formed in his chest. He had

taken care of her throughout the night, yet she remained icy towards him.

He got up and dressed, then he headed straight to work, certain that his wife would come around

eventually.

In the president's office at Andersen Corporation, Magnus stood by the floor-to-ceiling window,

watching the sunrise. A sense of unspeakable fatigue washed over him. Natalia hadn't sent him a

single text or called him the entire day. His wife was truly upset.

Natalia, freshly showered and dressed, walked down the stairs. Not seeing Magnus, she knew he

must've gone to work. She grabbed a quick bite and headed out.

Instead of going to see Lexi, she went to the seaside alone. As she gazed at the vast blue ocean, she

gently closed her eyes.

She sat on a rock, staying there until sunset before slowly making her way home.

When she checked her phone, she let out a bitter laugh. Nice. Not a single call from him in a whole

day. It finally hit her; perhaps a lot of things were never really hers to begin with.

At the Golden Groove, Chase and James watched as Magnus downed one drink after another. They

didn't dare to intervene. “Magnus, did you have a fight with Natalia? You better not, or I might just steal

her away,” James, always the optimist, joked.

“Buzz off.” Magnus glanced at his phone. His wife hadn't called or even texted him all day.

He chuckled. She was genuinely upset. Even though he had explained there was nothing between him

and Isabella, she remained angry and unforgiving. He had taken care of her all night, and yet she was

ungrateful. Why couldn't she understand him, and trust that he love her?

The dimly lit bar made Magnus dizzy. He couldn't stand the noise. Just as he was about to leave, a girl

walked towards him. He mistook her for Natalia and approached her joyfully. “Nat, did you come

looking for me?”

“Magnus, you've got the wrong person. I'm Isabella.” Isabella stood there, staring wide-eyed at the

slightly drunk man in front of her.

“Isabella, what are you doing here?” He quickly withdrew his hand, furrowing his brow.

“Magnus, I came here with some friends and saw you. You're drunk.” Isabella voiced her concern.

“I'm not drunk. I'm fine. Go back to your friends, I'm leaving.” Magnus turned to leave the bar.

Chase and James walked over, looking coldly at Isabella. “Isabella, Magnus is a married man. Don't

cause him any more trouble,” Chase warned.

Isabella flashed a charming smile. “Chase, Magnus and I have been friends for years. I'm not causing

him any trouble.”

Her smile was captivating, but there was no warmth in Chase's cold gaze. “I hope so.” With that, he

strode off after Magnus.

An hour ago, Kendra found Isabella. This woman was constantly monitoring Magnus and Natalia,

looking for opportunities to cause them unbearable distress. She sought to create various situations to

break them apart because she didn't want Natalia to be happy.

"Isabella, let me tell you some good news. That despicable Natalia just had a fight with Magnus. This

woman really can't appreciate kindness and only invites trouble on herself. She's making Magnus very

angry. What more does she want? She's always causing trouble with Magnus. I think he is almost at his

limit. She really doesn't know how to appreciate…" Kendra rambled on with a wide grin.

Isabella smiled and listened without speaking.

"Kendra, have some water," Isabella handed a glass of water to Kendra. Unexpectedly, but within

Isabella's expectations, the water spilled on Kendra's skirt.

"Oh no, what a mess. It was my fault. I don't have any spare clothes for you to change into here."

Isabella appeared apologetic, but inside, she was quite pleased.

Kendra, who was quite oblivious, didn't pick up on this. "It's okay, Isabella. I'll go home and change. I'll

come find you later; my house is not far anyway."

"I'm sorry, I have to work overtime later, so I might not be able to go with you. Let's make plans for

another day."

"Okay."

Isabella would never genuinely be friends with someone like Kendra. She was only using her to gather

information about Magnus, and surprisingly, Kendra always provided valuable information. Isabella just

couldn't stand her. Deliberately splashing water on Kendra was a way to make her leave. She didn't

want to spend another second with her.

Upon hearing the news, Isabella immediately took leave from the company, went home to change into

a different outfit, applied exquisite makeup, and waited at the entrance of the Andersen Corporation.

When she saw Magnus coming out, looking deeply concerned, she smiled.

She followed Magnus into the Golden Groove.

Isabella just wanted to intentionally create a chance encounter with Magnus. She didn't believe that by

frequently appearing in front of him, he wouldn't take notice.

Isabella watched the retreating figure of Magnus, a sly smile curling her lips. He was her man, and she

was determined to win him back.

Magnus returned straight home from the Golden Groove. It was late when he pushed open the

bedroom door. The room was pitch dark. When he turned on the light, he saw the bed neatly made.

She wasn't home again.

A surge of anger welled up inside Magnus. He stormed out of the room, convinced that she was

playing a disappearing act again.

Just as he was about to grab his phone, he noticed a light in the study. He was slightly taken back.

Walking over, he pushed open the door.

Under the dim light, a girl was asleep on the desk. Her sketchpad was filled with her doodles –

mountains and a single flower growing out of a rock crevice.

Magnus quietly approached, looking at the painting on the easel. A sudden pang of pain stabbed his

heart. In radiant mountains, life sprouted in the most unlikely places.

Was she in such despair because she had lost faith in everything, or because she had lost trust in him?

He set down the sketchpad and gently picked up Natalia. She had lost weight, and she felt so light in

his arms.

She was not happy. He looked down at the restless girl nestled in his arms, her face pale.

He gently placed her on the bed, tucking her in comfortably before grabbing his pajamas and heading

into the bathroom. After a moment, he returned wearing a bathrobe, lifting the covers to snuggle her

lean frame tightly against his.

"Darling, believe me, I love you."

He closed his eyes, basking in the warmth of the woman in his arms. Natalia remained asleep, finding

a comfortable spot against him, her slumber peaceful.

By the time Natalia woke up the next morning, Magnus was nowhere to be seen on the bed. She

remembered falling asleep in the study, so how did she end up in bed?

It must have been Magnus who carried her to bed. It must have been him.

After freshening up, Natalia went downstairs where May greeted her with a smile. "Madam, Mr. Magnus NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

ordered this soup to be made for you. He said you've lost weight recently and this should help you

regain your strength."

"I'm fine, May. The cold from a few days ago is already gone." She sat at the table as May served her a

bowl of soup.

As she slowly savored her soup, a servant entered the room. "Ms. Natalia, Mr. Morgan has arrived."

Natalia was slightly taken aback. Mr. Morgan? She immediately stood up as she saw Morgan already in

the entrance hall of the villa.

Natalia walked over, "Mr. Morgan, how are you doing?"