The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 180

Just as Carter was contemplating an excuse to leave, Magnus suddenly handed over the phone. "Take

a look."

Carter, looking disgruntled, took the phone. "This isn't quite right, is it?" Magnus had asked him to

watch a video of him and his wife's intimate moment. Carter was a decent guy!

"Watch," Magnus simply commanded. His words were cold and ruthless.

With no choice left, Carter reluctantly looked at the video on the phone. It didn't take him long to realize

something was off - the video was clearly recorded in a booth in Golden Groove!

The woman wasn't Natalia. It was Kendra! My God! And since when did Magnus and that foolish

woman, Kendra, start hanging out together? And they didn't just hang out. They filmed them having

sex. That was clearly looking for trouble.

"Hold on," Carter asked, holding the phone. "The man in the video, is that really you?"

Magnus snorted, and his voice sounded cold and terrifying. "What do you think?"

There was no way it could be him. He would feel nauseous just by looking at Kendra, let alone having

sex with her!

Carter quickly pieced together the situation. "The man in the video can't be you! I get it. Kendra must

have intentionally slept with another man, recorded it, replaced the man's face with yours, and then

purposely sent it to Natalia. That's what made her so angry that she had a premature birth."

"Find out who was involved in this!" Magnus ordered. His aura was chilling. "I want them to pay in

blood. No need to report back, just make sure they all pay for what they did to my wife!" After his

command, Magnus closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a bloodthirsty glint shone

through. He was like a demon straight out of hell, frigid and lethal.

"Get Dr. Frankie to help me recover my legs immediately!" He commanded, not uttering another word.

Carter hurriedly left with the phone. It was common to photoshop pictures, but not so common to

photoshop a whole video. It should’ve been easy to trace.

Once Carter left, Magnus sat alone in the bedroom where Natalia used to sleep, sitting there for the

whole day.

Linden, the butler, learned about the situation from his young master and Carter. He was furious at the

person who had framed Magnus, but as a butler, there was little he could do to seek justice for Natalia.

All he could do was to take care of Magnus so that he could deal with those who had dared to harm his

wife.

Magnus, sitting in his wheelchair, remained expressionless. He didn't move all day until the sunset

painted the sky red. He slowly turned his wheelchair to the bed and lay down, and the familiar scent of

Natalia filled his senses.

Her sweetness filled every corner of the room, making him feel at peace and obsessed. Magnus moved

his lips, wanting to say something, but he couldn't. He closed his eyes. He spent his days quietly on

Sapphire Island, just like Natalia, watching the sunrise and sunset from the balcony every day.

In front of him was the sea that she loved to watch. Back then, she would stand on the balcony and

watch the sea every day, and he would hide where she couldn't see him, watching her. Back then, he

thought she didn't want to see him, so he didn't show himself; she didn't want to talk to him, so he kept

quiet.

But none of that saved their marriage. Even their child didn't get a chance to be born. Thinking about

their child, Magnus' eyes instantly dimmed. It was a suffocating pain. Their child was gone.

He thought he had protected his wife well, but he didn't know that many malicious people were hurting

his wife in corners he couldn't see. His thin and frail wife silently endured all the mental torture.

Those people deserved to die! Kendra, Isabella, none of them would escape. He would make them pay

in blood!

The sea outside the window occasionally stirred up a few waves. Magnus stared blankly, waiting for

Carter to find out the truth.

Carter was fast, and in less than two days, he was back at the villa. Along with him were four burly

bodyguards.

The bodyguards carried two burlap sacks and followed Carter upstairs, dropping the sacks at Magnus'

feet.

The sacks hit the floor and let out two muffled groans, squirming on the floor. It was clear that there

were two people inside.

Magnus turned his wheelchair around. Carter respectfully reported, "We've found out the truth. Kendra

invited Lucius to Golden Groove and recorded their indecent act. Then she hired a private detective to

photoshop your face onto Lucius' face."

With that, Carter untied one of the sacks and pulled out a man from inside. "Here he is. He's the private

detective. I brought him here. How do you want to deal with this guy? It's up to you."

The private detective, who was dragged out of the sack by Carter, trembled in fear. He couldn't speak

clearly and kept begging Magnus, "Mr. Andersen, please spare me. I was just trying to make a living.

Please forgive me. Kendra forced me to do this. I was wrong! Please let me go!"

Magnus smirked, a bloodthirsty smile on his face. "Spare you?"

"Who spared my wife and child!" He gestured slightly.

"Take this man to the back mountain to feed Perth!"

"Yes!" The four bodyguards immediately lifted the sack and walked out.

Ten minutes later, the back mountain echoed with horrifying screams and the howls of a hungry wolf.

Hearing the screams from the back mountain, Magnus slightly lifted the corner of his lips and turned to

Carter. "This is just a minor character. Where's the main culprit?"

Carter wasted no time and untied the other sack. The person inside was Kendra, who had fainted from

fear.

"Wake her up," Magnus ordered indifferently.

"Splash!"

The bodyguard obediently brought a bucket of water and poured it over Kendra. Kendra woke up from

the cold water. Her eyes were dazed as she looked around. She was ambushed and knocked out

halfway, completely clueless about the identity of her assailant.

The chilling water had already soaked her to the bone. When she finally came to, she was met with the

startling sight of Magnus sitting across from her.

"Magnus, is it you?" She gasped at the sight of Magnus, who was back in his wheelchair. His eyes

radiated a murderous intent.

Her heart dropped like a stone in the ocean. She sat there, petrified, staring at Magnus, whose

expressions were now as cold and ruthless as the grim reaper.

Magnus shot Kendra a disgusted look. His voice was as cold as ice. "Take her away; lock her in the

basement."

The basement of Sapphire Island was as cold as a tomb and half-filled with water. It was a grim

reminder of her causing Nat to fall into the sea. Now, he wanted Kendra to taste the bitterness of Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

seawater.