The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 131

After a while, Natalia was too scared to step on the gas pedal. Magnus raised his voice, instructing her.

"Natalia, step on the gas. The gas."

Natalia's heart was about to leap out of her chest with anxiety. How could she dare?

Magnus looked at her with disdain, and Natalia pouted. She shot him a glare, thinking to herself,

“You're underestimating me. Wwait until I learn to drive, and I'll show off to you and wipe that smug look

from your face.”

As the day passed, their relationship eased a lot.

"Nat, let's go grab something to eat."

"Sure."

At the restaurant, Magnus ordered two medium-rare steaks, Natalia's favorite. He didn't order any wine

because she couldn't drink.

Natalia, touched by his thoughtful gestures, felt her heartstrings being tugged at again.

"Magnus. I'm not mad at you anymore. I forgive you." He dropped everything to teach her to drive, and

it really moved Natalia.

Magnus looked at her in utter surprise, his action of cutting the steak paused. "Honey, are you serious."

Magnus couldn't believe his ears and asked again.

"Mmm. I'm not lying."

Magnus felt like a kid in a candy store, he wanted to pick Natalia up and twirl her around, but the

restaurant was too crowded, and he was afraid people would think he was crazy, so he resisted the

urge.

"Honey, I promise, I won't lie to you anymore."

"Mmm."

"Then, can you move back in?" After being discharged from the hospital, Natalia had been staying with

her friend, Lexi.

"Mmm. I'll move back in." She was his wife, where else could she go if not home?

That night.

Magnus picked Natalia up and brought her home. As soon as she reached the doorstep, she felt a

surge of familiarity wash over her, instantly lifting her mood. She touched each of her belongings one

by one, as if she was in a different world. She hadn't been home in such a long time. This, this was her

home.

After Natalia had finished unpacking, she went into the bathroom. After freshening up, Natalia came out

with her hair still wet. Magnus, waiting outside the room, was clearly losing his patience. He quickly

walked over to her, but he didn't make a move. He just gently took her hand and led her to dry her hair.

He sat her down on his lap, just like before, and dried her hair for her, then carried her to bed.

Now that he didn't need the wheelchair anymore, he climbed onto the bed as well, holding onto the girl

he had missed so much.

He buried his face in her neck, taking in her unique scent. Unable to hold back anymore, he found her

lips and kissed her fiercely, greedily taking her in.

"Honey, I miss you so much."

He pressed Natalia onto the bed and launched a vigorous attack.

Just as she was getting used to him, he pushed in completely, his movements deep and fierce. Natalia

winced in pain.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I was too rough." But he couldn't hold back anymore. They made love all night.

Natalia lost count of how many times he brought her to climax, until finally satisfied, he held her as they

cleaned up and then they fell asleep.

He looked down at the woman in his arms, kissing her flushed face, and closed his eyes contentedly.

The next morning, Natalia felt like her body was falling apart; there wasn't a single spot that didn't hurt.

And the man responsible for her condition was sleeping so soundly.

"Why did I come back to torture myself..." Natalia thought to herself, feeling sorry for herself. But

looking at the man sleeping soundly in front of her, she felt at peace.

She couldn't resist giving his eyelashes a gentle peck, but little did she know, her action would spark

another round of passionate sex.

The man suddenly opened his eyes and rolled on top of her, "Honey, were you satisfied with my service

last night?"

"Not satisfied." Natalia replied without thinking, and the man's gazes darkened, "Not satisfied? Alright,

I'll make you satisfied right now."

"Ah, no, Magnus. I didn’t mean it, okay?"

"Too late." The man caught hold of her small body and covered her with his large one, filling the room

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It wasn't until Natalia's intermittent pleas for mercy and the man's satisfied moans filled the room that

everything finally came to a stop.

They didn't part until noon.

"Mrs. Andersen, let's go practice driving. Come, get in the car." Magnus opened the car door for

Natalia, who got in with a grin on her face.

Magnus looked adoringly at the woman beside him, gently tucking a stray hair behind her ear. His

movements were incredibly tender. All of this, however, was being observed by someone with

malicious intent.

"Damn, why can't I break them up." Kendra, hiding in the corner, furiously clenched the purse in her

hands and kicked a trash can next to her.

Her head was still bandaged from the injury. Even though Magnus hadn't hit her hard, the injury was

enough to keep this spoiled brat bedridden for half a month.

She hadn't dared to show her face for half a month since it was her fault to begin with. And Magnus

had made a fool of her, adding insult to injury. Now that her injury was almost healed, she couldn't bear

her jealousy of Natalia any longer and ventured out on her own.

"I'll make you pay for what you've done to me, tenfold, a hundredfold." Kendra glared at the distant

couple, swearing revenge.

Lucius must have been released by now. The last time Lucius kidnapped Natalia, he was arrested by

the police, but later Lillian bailed him out.

Lillian told Magnus, "You would even send your own brother to jail. Are you even an Andersen? How

can your heart be so cold?"

"If my heart was cold, he would've been dead a thousand times over." Magnus replied coldly. He knew

he didn't have any real family.

"Beep——" Kendra dialed Lucius' number. There was no answer.

That bastard Lucius, he dared not answer her call. She thought to herself: “Fine, I don't need any of

you. I can ruin them all by myself."

"Buzz..." Kendra's phone rang.

"Lucius, you finally returned my call." Kendra thought to herself, quickly answering the phone, but it

was an unknown number.

Who could it be? Kendra hesitated for a moment before finally picking up the call.

"Hello? Is this Ms. Clarkson?" A pleasant female voice came from the other end.

"Hmm, yes. May I ask who is this?" Kendra was perplexed. Did she know this woman?

"I'm Isabella. You might've heard of me, I'm Magnus' first love." The woman's melodic voice flowed

through the call.

Magnus' first love? Isabella?

Kendra suddenly felt like she found a silver lining. She quickly tried to ingratiate herself. "Oh, THE

Isabella. I've heard so much about you, it's a surprise that you've reached out to me. What can I do for

you?" She also wanted to gauge the woman's intentions.

"How about we meet up? You can choose the place and time?" Isabella's response brought Kendra

immense joy.

She immediately responded, "Sure, I am sure to attend."

"Alright then. Let's meet at July Cafe at eight tonight. I'll be wearing a black dress. See you there." With

that, she quickly hung up the call.