The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 216

"Miss Clarkson," said Paul solemnly. "Our CEO was roughed up by Callum's bodyguards yesterday.

He's been refusing to go to the hospital and has been running a high fever since last night. He's been

calling your name deliriously."

"Miss Clarkson, Magnus came to you without his bodyguards. He let Callum's men beat him, all out of

respect for you. Do you really think a small fry like Callum could take down our CEO?

"For these past years, he's been searching for you relentlessly, barely sleeping and often drinking

himself into oblivion. His body's worn out from the strain. Now, he's sick and he keeps calling for you.

"Please, could you go see him? For old times' sake. Even if he's hurt you in the past, he's also saved

you. You can't turn your back on him now!"

Paul's plea cut through Natalia like a knife. Was Magnus ill? Why wouldn't he go to the hospital?

"Then take him to the hospital," Natalia said dismissively.

"If he was willing to go to the hospital, I wouldn't be here begging you, Miss Clarkson. Please, go see

him. This time, he came to England alone, all to bring you back."

"I'm not going back with him!" Natalia declared, turning to walk back into the mansion.

"Miss Clarkson, are you really going to leave him to die? He hasn't eaten in days. If you don't go see

him, you'll regret it," Paul called after her.

Natalia's body stiffened for a moment, her hands clenched into fists, and she walked to the castle door,

closing her eyes. She turned and headed towards Paul's car, saying, "Take me to see him one last

time!"

Paul, surprised and pleased, immediately opened the car door and said, "Ms. Clarkson, thank you."

The car immediately left the castle and headed towards the Crown Hotel.

After Magnus was injured by the bodyguards and heard Natalia telling him to leave, saying they could

never be together again, he suddenly felt like the past five years had been a dream. He woke up, and

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But she had changed, becoming ruthless and completely rejecting him. She was now engaged to

Callum, and he didn't know what to do.

He didn't want to force her to be with him again, as he had caused her so much harm with his previous

actions. But what should he do? He lay in the presidential suite, drinking one glass after another until

he fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, Paul pushed the door open and saw Magnus, heavily intoxicated and with a

weak breath. His body was burning up.

Shocked, Paul immediately thought of taking Magnus to the hospital, but Magnus, upon opening his

eyes, told him to leave.

Paul had no choice but to call a doctor. The doctor said Magnus had internal injuries and, combined

with the alcohol, his fever wasn't going down. They prescribed medication, but Magnus refused to take

it. Paul had to stay with him all night, using a towel to cool him down.

Magnus murmured Natalia's name in his semi-conscious state, causing Paul great distress. Early in the

morning, he went to the castle.

When Natalia entered the hotel room, she found it in disarray. The breakfast and medicine on the table

were untouched. She walked to the bedside and saw a man lying lifeless on the pillow. Her heart sank,

and her eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Magnus’ face was emaciated, his long hair and beard making him look like a homeless man rather than

the CEO of Andersen Corporation. His complexion was pale, lacking any color, and Paul had managed

to lower his temperature somewhat with physical cooling throughout the night.

Natalia squatted down. "Magnus, you need to go to the hospital or go back to Melfort! Don't die here."

Magnus heard her voice and his eyelids twitched slightly. He slowly opened his eyes a little and saw

the girl in front of him. His wife?

"Natalia..." his throat couldn't produce sound, but the person in front of him was his wife. Oh, he was

dreaming again.

In his dreams, she never spoke, but now she was speaking.

"Nat... is it you?"

Magnus struggled to move his body and reached out to touch her face, but as soon as he made

contact with Natalia, she turned her face away.

"Magnus, get up and go to the hospital. Who are you showing this childish behavior to? Don't die here,

and don't come looking for me. We have nothing to do with each other!"

Natalia looked at the man's haggard face, and his eyes were fully open; bright eyes met hers.

Magnus looked at her moving lips as she spoke, and his blood surged with excitement. It was his wife,

she had come. In his dreams, his wife couldn't speak, but now she was speaking.

"Nat... I knew you would come, I knew it was you. Madam, please listen to my explanation..."

Magnus held onto Natalia's wrist tightly, and Natalia tried to pull her hand back forcefully. She was

unable to withdraw her hand, perhaps because he was sick, or perhaps because her own heart was

struggling.

"Nat, baby, I know it's you. Nat, don't leave..."

The man on the bed suddenly sat up and lunged towards the girl who was about to leave. He fell to the

ground, tightly hugging Natalia's legs.

Paul quickly walked over to help him, but Magnus waved his hand forcefully, "Get away!"

Paul almost stumbled. Why was he suddenly so strong?

Magnus held onto Natalia's legs tightly, begging her not to leave. The girl was already in tears, but she

used all her strength to remove the man's hands and left the room.

Behind her, Magnus saw her resolute figure, and his vision blurred, fainting.

"Mr. Magnus!" Paul hurriedly helped the man up from the floor, but upon seeing him faint, he

immediately called the hospital.

Natalia heard Paul's voice and hesitated for a moment, but she wiped away her tears and stepped into

the elevator. Paul would take her to the hospital, but she couldn't see Magnus again. She was afraid

that if she saw him one more time, she wouldn't be able to gather the courage to leave.

She knew that she had to let go of everything that had happened in the past. Callum had saved her life

and taken care of her for five years. She couldn't betray his kindness. As for Magnus...she hoped that

he would become a thing of the past!

At the hospital.

The strong smell of antiseptic roused Magnus back to consciousness, as a sliver of sunlight slanted in

through the window.

His wife... she was gone again. He glanced at the IV tube inserted into his arm and managed a bitter

smile.

Paul walked into the room, immediately rushing over when he saw Magnus awake. "Mr. Magnus,

you've been out cold for two whole days. Nearly scared the life outta me!"

Magnus shot him a glance, "I've been asleep for two days? Where's my wife?"

"Ah... well, counting that night at the hotel, you've been unconscious for three days straight. Ms.

Clarkson hasn't been back since that night at the hotel." Paul could only tell the truth.

A flash of light sparked in Magnus' eyes. So, it really was her that night. That was good to know. Just

the fact that she'd come to see him was enough; it told him she still cared.

His woman... he still understood her a bit. He allowed himself a small smile.