The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 151

She had just finished saying this when Magnus caught up to Natalia from behind and grabbed her arm,

saying, "Darling, why are you running?"

Caught off guard, Natalia's eyes darted around. After a moment's thought, she looked at Magnus, "I

think it might be best if we took some time apart."

"Why?" Magnus' dark eyes bore into her, as if trying to penetrate her very soul. "Did I do something

wrong? Why do you need to take some time to think? Let's go back and talk it out." He said, pulling her

towards the parking lot.

Natalia forcefully shook off his hand."I said we need a break, Magnus. I'm going to stay with Lexi for a

while." Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke. Her heart ached. Why did he have to insist on being

with her when he already had Isabella?

Magnus' fiery temper simmered down at Natalia's vulnerable state. But he couldn't let her walk away. If

there was a misunderstanding, he would clear it up. He was always at a loss when it came to his dear

wife. She could do whatever she wanted, as long as she didn't leave.

"Honey," Magnus took Natalia's hand, looking earnestly into her eyes. "Can we not fight? Come home

with me, okay? I've missed you so much these past few days." His last words were barely a whisper,

audible only to Natalia.

Natalia's mind went blank. She looked into his gentle gaze and pleading expression, her resolve

crumbling. But the thought of what he'd done with Isabella brought fresh tears to her eyes.

Magnus gently wiped her tears away. "Let's go home, sweetheart."

She hesitated, biting her lip, and weakly uttered: "I... I want to stay with Lexi for a couple of days. I'll

come back after that."

Seeing her teary eyes, Magnus felt a pang in his heart.

"What for? You have your own home," he asked, somewhat confused. "Honey, is there some

misunderstanding? Let's go home and talk it out." He held on to her hand.

"I..." Natalia couldn't find the words. She twisted her fingers nervously, keeping her head down in

silence.

Noticing Natalia's struggle and the hurt in her eyes, Magnus couldn't help but say in a tender voice,

"Honey, come home with me. I won't have my wife staying somewhere else."

Natalia remained silent with her head lowered, feeling a slight sting in her nose. He kept calling her his

wife, but did he truly treat her as one?

When he was cozying up with Isabella, did he ever think about the fact that she was his wife?!

What was she even hoping for? Perhaps she was just falling deeper into his trap and tenderness. By

the time she realized it, her heart would already be in pieces.

With that thought, Natalia mustered the courage to look up and declared, "I am going to stay with Lexi.

I'm not coming home with you."

Magnus knew Natalia was being stubborn, but he hadn't expected her to be this obstinate. She was as

stubborn as a mule.

Without another word, he grabbed Natalia's arm and led her towards the parking lot. "No way, you're

coming back to the Andersen's with me today. No other options."

Lexi got angry and stepped in front of Magnus, "Mr. Andersen, Natalia said she doesn't want to go with

you. You have really gone too far this time. What gives you the right?"

"Is that so?" Magnus lazily looked at Lexi, his tone filled with a strong sense of threat. "She's my wife.

I'm simply asking her to come home. Is that not allowed?"

Lexi hung her head in silence under Magnus' intense gaze.

Once again, Magnus took Natalia's hand and led her towards the parking lot. Natalia couldn't keep up

with his pace and found herself running behind him. Upon reaching the car, he opened the door and

pushed Natalia in, then placed the luggage in the trunk.

He then got into the driver's seat and started the car. His face was filled with anger as he floored the

accelerator.

Natalia watched as the car sped down the highway, realizing that Magnus was angry. She tightly

gripped the seat belt with both hands, too scared to even open her eyes.

They finally arrived at Maplewood Manor. Magnus parked the car, opened the door, and pulled Natalia

towards the mansion.

Linden immediately greeted them, "Ms. Natalia, welcome back."

"Bring in the luggage," Magnus ordered Linden in a low voice. He then led Natalia upstairs and into

their bedroom, closing the door behind them with a loud bang.

He angrily untied his tie and started unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his tanned skin. "Alright,

sweetheart, let's hear it. Now, you can voice your discontent and the source of your anger." He stood in

front of Natalia, staring down at her.

Natalia didn't say anything and sat directly on the edge of the bed. The two remained in a tense silence

for several minutes. Natalia stayed silent, looking out at the setting sun, ignoring Magnus' presence.

Having run out of patience, Magnus walked over and sat next to her, wrapping his arms around her.

"Sweetheart, what's going on? Why did you go to France without telling me, and why are you ignoring

me now? What is it?"

He forced her to look at him. Natalia's gaze was icy, as if she was looking at a stranger. "Magnus, we

should break up." The words tumbled out of her mouth unexpectedly.

Magnus froze. Break up? She wanted to break up with him? Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

"Why?" He stood up and paced in frustration. "Don't even think about it! Break up? No way. You think

you can just leave me and be with someone else?"

He walked over to her and lifted her chin to meet her watery eyes, and stubborn look. He wished he

could tear her apart and swallow her whole to stop her from having these absurd thoughts.

"You want to break up? Only over my dead body."

With that, he bent down and captured her lips in a fierce kiss, biting down hard.

Natalia gasped in pain. He took advantage of her surprise to invade her mouth, entwining his tongue

with hers in a punishing kiss. He kissed her fiercely, his kiss carrying a sense of punishment.

Natalia's lips were numb from his kiss. She tried to push him away, but he wouldn't budge. The image

of him kissing Isabella flashed in her mind, making her feel sick. She struggled with all her might, but

his frustration only grew with her resistance. He leaned into her, and they both fell onto the large bed.

Magnus kissed Natalia unabashedly, his hand slipping beneath her dress, wandering over her silky

skin.

Despite her desperate efforts to resist, Natalia was unsuccessful. Eventually, she stopped struggling,

lying there like a lifeless doll, allowing him to take what he wanted and ravage her.

Magnus tore at her clothes like crazy; the only thing on his mind was that he must conquer her and

make her obey and stop resisting.