The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 129

It seemed as if God didn't heed her pleas.

"Boom!" The thunderous sounds from outside the window came in waves, causing Sabrina to drop her

paintbrush and hide under the covers.

"Damn it, stop with the thunder," she mumbled, covering her ears tightly.

Meanwhile, at the local pub.

Carter, drunk as a skunk, stumbled out into the pouring rain and the booming thunder. He had to get

home.

Jack drove him to Carter's mansion and was going to leave.

"Are you okay, president?" Jack asked, feeling worried.

"I'm fine. Go home."

Carter drunkenly pushed open the mansion door. Not seeing Sabrina, he assumed she was out

drinking with some other men.

"Darn it! Do I mean nothing to her? Sabrina? Sabrina!" he yelled loudly.

Sabrina, who had been huddled under her covers, heard his call and immediately opened her bedroom

door, only to see the man staggering down the hallway toward her.

"Why didn't you answer?" Before he could finish his sentence, Carter lost his footing and fell onto

Sabrina. His weight caused both of them to tumble onto the hallway floor. The stench of alcohol from

Carter was overwhelming, making Sabrina feel nauseous. She tried to push him off, but he didn't

budge.

He had fallen asleep. What a drunk jerk!

"Hey, wake up. This is the floor, not a bed." She began to lightly slap his face. Sabrina was desperate.

She forcefully pushed the man on top of her, wishing she could kick him awake.

"Um...Sabrina..." Carter felt the softness under him moving, and muttered her name unclearly.

Sabrina's heartbeat missed a half beat.

With a lot of effort, Sabrina managed to free herself from under him, leaving Carter sprawled out on the

floor.

Sabrina had to suppress a laugh. Carter looked ridiculous in his drunken state. What should she do

now? Should she take him to his room or just leave him here? Should she fetch him a blanket?

In the end, she concluded leaving him in the hallway would be inhumane. If he woke up and found

himself in the hallway, he'd surely complain to her grandfather, and her grandfather would be furious.

Why did he have to drink so much?

Sabrina carefully draped his arm around her neck and slowly got up. Using all her strength, she

managed to move the nearly six-foot-tall muscular man to his bedroom. It was a feat no one would

believe she could pull off, but she did.

"Boom!" Another thunderclap sounded outside.

"Ah!" Sabrina screamed in fright, dropping Carter onto the bed.

The pain woke Carter up.

"No more thunder, please," Sabrina whimpered, hiding under the covers and hugging her knees.

So she was afraid of thunder. Carter, now partially awake, saw her trembling under the covers and

couldn't help but smile.

A while later.

"Crash!"

What was that? This crisp sound definitely came from inside, not outside. Carter woke up fully and

started looking for the source of the sound.

Sabrina had hit her head on the bedside table. It was a hard hit, and she was now sitting on the floor,

clutching her head.

"Sabrina? Sabrina?" Carter called out.

No response. Carter panicked and hurried to check on her.

Sabrina slowly collapsed into his arms, unconscious. The fear, the stress, and the sudden blow to her

head combined to make her faint.

Carter was now fully sober. He quickly picked her up and placed her on his bed. The lightning

illuminated her pale face. "Hush, don't be scared, I'm here," he said, holding her.

But she kept her eyes tightly shut. He held her close, his lips meeting her dry ones in a tender kiss, the

taste of alcohol still lingering.

He really loved kissing her. Her lips tasted so sweet, he couldn't stop. He licked his lips, savoring the

sweetness, and fell asleep holding her.

The next morning, the rain had stopped and the sunlight peeked through the curtain, hitting Sabrina's

eyelids. "Ah, my head hurts," she mumbled, slowly opening her eyes.

Suddenly, she saw a handsome face right in front of her. "Ah!" She screamed, waking Carter. Their

eyes met.

"Why are you in my... No, why am I in your bed?" Sabrina exclaimed. She remembered being in her

own bed last night.

"I was about to ask you the same thing. Did you sneak into my bed because you're infatuated with

me?" Carter teased, with a smirk on his face.

"But it's okay, we're engaged, so sharing a bed is normal. It's what our grandparents want," he

continued, his eyes burning with desire.

Sabrina punched his chest, her cheeks burning hot.

"No one has ever spoken to me like this before," Carter laughed, pulling Sabrina back into his arms and

rolling on top of her. "You're my fiancée. There's nothing wrong with this."

Carter's warm breath brushed against Sabrina's face, making her blush. "You..."

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openly. Okay?"

Sabrina had never been so embarrassed in her life. "I didn't..." Before she could finish her sentence,

Carter's lips met hers in a deep, passionate kiss.

He was consumed by her, not wanting to let go.

Sabrina felt dizzy; the kiss was so intense, she could hardly breathe.

Carter, sensing her discomfort, reluctantly let her go. Sabrina gulped down mouthfuls of fresh air, her

cheeks flushed a rosy hue.

"So how was it? Huh? Did you enjoy it?" Carter's voice was hoarse, his face filled with amusement as

he watched Sabrina. He found his fiancee incredibly entertaining.

"You're such a jerk." Sabrina, regaining her senses, glared at him. She forcefully pushed the man off

her and bolted from the room, her face burning with embarrassment. He had kissed her again.

"My little bunny. hehe. You'll get used to me." Carter's smile was sweet and charming. He had made up

his mind to stop hiding. He wanted to win her over and have her surrender to him.

Melfort.

After a week of recuperation, Natalia was back on her feet. Her daily antics with Lexi had improved her

mood significantly, but the thought of Magnus still caused her heart to ache. All this time, he had not

visited her once. Not even a single call.