The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 67

Just moments ago, Natalia had been blushing and overjoyed by the intimate gestures he'd bestowed

upon her. Now, she was a bundle of nerves.

Magnus was, after all, an incredibly dangerous man. Natalia truly worried for her father’s well-being.

As she was about to voice her concern, Magnus, noticing her anxiety, furrowed his brows and silenced

her with a hand over her lips. He looked her straight in the eye and said, “Why are you so nervous?

Even for your sake, I wouldn’t harm your father. I brought him here to settle the matter of my divorce

from Kendra. I told you I would give you a marriage license, and I will. I don’t want to hear anything

about Kendra and me coming from your lips anymore."

The mere thought of that night, Kendra, drunk as a skunk, slurring her words, made Magnus sick to his

stomach. He was grateful Kendra hadn't been shipped off to Sapphire Island. If she had been, he

probably wouldn't have lasted three days before wringing her neck.

"You... you're serious? You're really divorcing Kendra?" Magnus' determination took Natalia aback.

Unsure if she could actually remain by his side, Natalia was at a loss for words. Sometimes, Natalia

found it hard to decipher what was going on in Magnus' mind. He didn't want her to leave and promised

her commitment. Was it because he was reluctant to let her go, or did he harbor a hint of affection for

her?

The mere thought startled Natalia. She scolded herself, "What am I thinking? Magnus was supposed to

marry Kendra. If he did fall for someone, it should've been Kendra. Even if he no longer loves her, he

wouldn't fall for me."

If Magnus ever regained the use of his legs, there was no chance of being with him. A handsome and

charismatic man like him had countless fangirls swooning, even while confined to a wheelchair. Once

he could stand, there would be no place for Natalia by his side. So why did she entertain the thought of

Magnus having feelings for her?

Sensing her doubts, Magnus chuckled helplessly, gently caressing her pert nose. "When have I ever

lied to you? I keep my promises."

With that, he leaned in and captured her lips. Their kiss was sweet and tender, as if Natalia were a

piece of candy he wanted to devour.

Due to his busy schedule and Natalia's studies, they hadn't had a chance for sex in days.

Finally, having the opportunity to kiss his sweetheart, Magnus wasn't about to let her escape so easily.

He held Natalia close, kissing her passionately as she sat on his lap. The sight gave a passing maid

quite a start. She thought, "Mr. Magnus truly adores Ms. Natalia. He doesn't even mind her sitting on

his lap."

Since Magnus was unwilling to release Natalia, they spent a while in their intimate embrace. By the

time they sat down for dinner, it was quite late.

Having been caught kissing in the hall by the maids, Natalia was too embarrassed to look anyone in

the eye, keeping her head down as she ate.

Magnus, on the other hand, seemed completely unfazed by the day's events, eating heartily and even

feeding Natalia some bites, which only made her more flustered.

After dinner, ignoring Natalia's shy demeanor, Magnus took her hand and wheeled himself upstairs. "I

have some work to do. Keep me company in the study. Once I'm done, we'll sleep together." Magnus

didn't go straight to their bedroom but took Natalia to the study instead.

At his words, Natalia's face flushed a deep red. She knew exactly what he meant by “sleep together.” If

she wasn't embarrassed, it would be strange.

She'd thought she'd have some peace with Magnus out late dealing with work, but it seemed she'd Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

been too naive.

Magnus, who had deliberately said such a thing to make Natalia blush, chuckled at her reaction. He

settled himself at the desk in the study to finish some paperwork while Natalia, having nothing better to

do, studied a book on massage she'd recently acquired.

Halfway through her studying, she looked up to find Magnus by the bookshelf, reaching for some files

on the top shelf. Despite his height and long arms, the files were just out of reach. Natalia quickly stood

and rushed over to help. "Don't move, Magnus. Let me get that for you."

"I got it," Natalia said, scampering over to him and reaching out to take the stack of papers from his

hands.

There was a fondness in Magnus' gaze as he watched her. He had seen Natalia so engrossed in her

reading that he didn't want to disrupt her; hence, he'd made the dash for the documents himself.

And because she was there, he couldn't stand to fetch the documents, so he had to grit his teeth and

remain seated to retrieve them.

After all, the reason Natalia was reading so intently was for his sake. Even though she might’ve still

wanted to leave him, he would definitely not give her that chance.

"Let me do it," she said, taking the stack of papers. Natalia turned to hand it over to Magnus. But

perhaps her movement was too swift. Along with the papers, she had managed to displace something

else.

A lightweight piece of paper fluttered down, landing on the floor beside the bookshelf.