The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 308

"Really? That's wonderful." Natalia wiped her tears, turning to the excited Dr. Frankie. "If it's confirmed

to work, let's administer it to Magnus immediately. His body is deteriorating; we can't delay any longer."

"Alright, I'll do it right away." Dr. Frankie moved toward Magnus but stopped abruptly. "Madam, Mr. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Andersen can't eat anything right now. Should we inject it?"

Natalia remembered Isabella mentioning it needed to be ingested, so she stopped Dr. Frankie from

injecting it. "Give it to me. I'll feed him."

Dr. Frankie handed Natalia the antidote, reminding her, "Madam, be careful not to swallow it."

"I understand." Natalia took the small vial of antidote, poured it into her mouth, and without any

hesitation, she moved closer to Magnus, and their lips met.

Magnus' lips were icy cold, devoid of any warmth. Natalia carefully used her tongue to part his teeth

and delivered the antidote into his mouth. The process was slow, as Magnus was practically half-dead,

to the point that even his basic swallowing reflex was almost non-existent. The antidote remained in his

mouth, but he simply couldn’t swallow it.

Natalia's eyelashes brushed against Magnus' eyelashes, and her head stubbornly lowered, determined

to feed him the antidote.

“Magnus, you must swallow this. It's the only cure!”

But Magnus was lying in bed, showing no response and lying still as if he was in a vegetative state.

“Please, Magnus, swallow the antidote!”

Desperation filled Natalia, and tears rolled down her cheeks, landing on Magnus' eyelids.

Magnus' eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes slowly opened. Seeing Natalia, he instinctively tried to smile.

Natalia seized the opportunity and successfully fed him the antidote.

As Magnus slowly swallowed the antidote, Natalia tried to move away but found herself entwined in his

weak embrace. Magnus was too weak to lift his arm, but his eyes were filled with an enthusiasm that

melted Natalia's heart.

Thinking about their impending separation, Natalia closed her eyes, returning Magnus' kiss

passionately.

“Magnus, you must get better. You must!”

“Magnus, remember my taste, my affection, my reluctance to let go!”

Natalia kissed Magnus sorrowfully, while Magnus, whether due to the antidote or Natalia's kiss,

gradually gained some strength. His eyes were becoming clearer.

On the side, Dr. Frankie awkwardly left the room, deciding not to intrude on the couple's intimate

moment.

"Darling, is that you? I'm so lucky to wake up to the most beautiful face in the world, and a kiss from the

woman I love the most. I'm so happy." Magnus' voice was hoarse, his gaze fixed on Natalia, unwilling

to look away.

Natalia hid her sorrow behind a faint smile. "Silly, if this is the best treatment for you, then your

expectations are too low."

Magnus chuckled, "Darling, I didn't think it through. You're right, I've set my expectations too low. How

could I forget about Jonas? Once I recover, I'll take you both around the world, to every breathtaking

corner of it."

"Really? That's wonderful, I can't wait. But you have to get better soon, okay?"

"Yes, I promise you, darling. I'll take you and our child around the world and try rafting, bungee

jumping, skydiving, and many more things we haven't yet experienced." Magnus seemed surprisingly

energetic, his eyes sparkling.

Natalia held back her tears, smiling at Magnus. "Yes, I want to do all those things too. Life should be

about trying different things and making it exciting."

"Darling, you've put up with a lot because of me. I suddenly feel full of energy. Once I recover, let's do

all the things we want to do, okay?"

Natalia's eyes sparkled like stars. "Yes, I promise you. I'll wait for you. You have to get better soon, my

love. I love you!"

Magnus jolted, it was the first time his wife had called him “my love” and confessed her love. He felt the

blood in his veins spring back to life. He didn't want to die; he couldn't die. He wanted to live forever.

"Darling, say that again!" He didn’t trust his ears. He thought it might have been an illusion.

"My love, I love you!" Natalia's tears fell, and she kissed him.

Magnus raised his frail arm, holding her head, deepening the kiss. The kiss seemed to last an eternity,

as Magnus greedily kissed Natalia, who had carved herself into his life. If he could, he wanted to kiss

her like that forever, until the end of time.

Finally, they broke the kiss. Their eyes met, and they shared an intimate smile, full of love.

Only Natalia knew the bitterness in her heart. “Magnus, if you knew this was the last time we'd be

together, how heartbroken would you be? But for you to recover, I have to do this. Magnus, do you

know how much it hurts me to let you go?”

As Natalia was silently contemplating, Magnus patted his bed, pleading softly, "Darling, can you lie here

with me? Stay with me for a bit?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly shook his head, dismissing the idea. "I should not, I'm

covered with sores; I must smell sour and foul, and I'm sure I'm toxic. I can't pass this on to you."

Before Magnus could say anything else, Natalia carefully nestled against his chest, listening intently to

his heartbeat, whispering gently, "Magnus, the bed is too small. We can't both fit. May I just lay here

beside you?"

"But darling, my body is all rotten. I must stink. I can't let you suffer from that smell." Magnus hesitated,

fearful that Natalia would be inconvenienced.

"No, Magnus, no matter how much you change, you are always the most handsome man in my heart.

We are husband and wife. I will never despise you." Natalia gently held Magnus' thin hand, pressing it

against her lips to kiss lightly. "Magnus, no matter what happens in the future, promise me, you will stay

strong and keep living."

"My love, rest assured, I will definitely stay strong. I have the wife I love most, and the son I can't bear

to leave. How could I possibly leave so easily?"