The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 312

Magnus strained to sit up on his hospital bed, determination etched on his face. "I must go back

immediately, I need to find her and talk things out. I need to know why she said those things to Jonas!"

Dr. Frankie and James rushed to his side. Dr. Frankie tried to dissuade him, "Mr. Magnus, you've just

detoxed. Even a superhero couldn't bounce back that quickly. Lie back down and let James and I

handle this. Your wife is kind-hearted. She'll be alright.”

"Listen to Dr. Frankie, Magnus. We're here for you. I'll go find her right now. Perhaps Jonas was just

kidding around, and she's out shopping for groceries," James hastily added, trying to keep Magnus

calm.

But Magnus shook his head resolutely. "Something's wrong. She was with me all night, and her eyes

were full of emotions I didn't understand. I get it now, she must be hiding something."

As he spoke, something seemed to click in Magnus' mind. He turned to Dr. Frankie, "Did you say Belle

was here?"

"Yes, Mr. Magnus. When I arrived this morning, I found Belle standing in this room. I don't know how

she found it. She handed me the antidote and disappeared when I was busy confirming its

authenticity," Dr. Frankie said regretfully. "I was too careless. I should have detained her." NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Magnus' heart skipped a beat. Belle, who had gone to great lengths to poison him, was now bringing

him the antidote. Something was off.

"Help me up. I have to go home right now. No delays," Magnus asserted.

Dr. Frankie looked troubled. "Mr. Magnus, you just detoxed and haven't fully recovered. You can't push

yourself like this."

"Indeed, you've been through a lot these past days. You need proper rest. If there's anything you need,

we can do it for you," James added, trying to dissuade him.

But Magnus, always decisive and quick in action, frowned at their suggestions. "No. Belle's sudden

appearance here must have something to do with my wife. I can't rest until I find her. Besides, it's been

a while since I last saw Jonas."

Magnus was so determined; Dr. Frankie and James had no choice but to comply. They fetched a

wheelchair, helped Magnus into it, and drove him to his home.

Throughout the ride, Magnus' brows were furrowed. His face was pale, a result of the poisoning. He

was filled with unease. He was anxious about Natalia. She had taken care of him relentlessly, never

leaving his side. Now she was suddenly missing, and Belle had unexpectedly brought him the antidote.

It was clear to Magnus that Natalia must have agreed to some sort of condition Belle had set.

Although he didn't know what that condition was, Magnus' mind was in chaos. He feared nothing, not

even death or pain. The only thing he feared was losing Natalia!

"Drive faster!" Magnus urged, feeling the car was moving too slowly.

James, who was driving, was left speechless. He was driving a top-of-the-line Ferrari, already hitting a

speed of 280 kilometers per hour, and Magnus still thought it was slow.

But understanding Magnus' urgency, James floored the accelerator. The sleek Ferrari shot towards

Magnus' home like a bullet.

Soon, they arrived at the mansion. James and Dr. Frankie helped Magnus out of the car and into the

house.

Sitting in his wheelchair, Magnus looked at the white flowers hanging on the door of his house and his

face darkened. "Why are these depressing things hanging on my door?"

Dr. Frankie and James exchanged glances, not knowing how to break the news of Morgan's death to

Magnus.

"Why aren't you speaking?!" Magnus' voice turned colder. "Tell me, why are these flowers hanging on

my door?!" Despite his cold exterior, Magnus' heart was filled with dread. An awful suspicion had

formed in his mind, one he prayed would not come true.

Caught in an awkward position, James and Dr. Frankie didn't know what to say. Just then, May

emerged from the house, her face stained with tears. Seeing Magnus, she rushed towards him. "Mr.

Magnus, you're back? Thank heavens, you're safe!"

Magnus looked at the tearful May and asked directly, "May, why are these flowers on my door?"

May's smile faltered. "Mr. Magnus, don't you know? Mr. Morgan has passed away." Initially, Morgan's

death wasn't announced at the Andersen Family Estate. Lucius wanted to hold the funeral at Magnus'

mansion as he blamed Magnus for Morgan's death.

May's words hit Magnus like a ton of bricks. He'd had a terrible suspicion, but he'd hoped against all

hope it wouldn't come true. Little did he know, his worst fears were indeed reality.

Magnus froze for a moment, his body beginning to tremble. He swallowed the intense pain gnawing at

his insides, his voice turning hoarse. "It was me... I killed my grandpa! The damned person is me!"

He clung tightly to the armrests of his wheelchair, lifting his head in agony. "Was Grandpa at peace

when he passed?"

With that, Magnus turned to Dr. Frankie, who was standing beside him. "Dr. Frankie, you're the private

physician of our family. I need you to tell me the truth. Was my grandfather at peace when he passed?

What was the cause of his death?"

Dr. Frankie hesitated, letting out a long sigh. "Mr. Magnus, that day, your brother Lucius brought

Morgan to the hospital to see you. Morgan saw you in the throes of a drug-induced frenzy, chained and

raving. It gave him a heart attack."

"I knew it was because of me…" Magnus whispered, guilt flooding his features as he bowed his head.

He could vaguely recall his wild antics while under the influence of drugs. No wonder his grandfather

had suffered a heart attack; Magnus had truly let Morgan down.