The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 375

She eased the bedroom door open. Her stomach was in knots at the thought of facing Hector. After all,

the fleeting hesitation she felt upon seeing Magnus yesterday still lingered – the temptation to simply

pack up and leave with him had been real.

Descending the stairs, Natalia scanned the room only to find Hector absent. The place felt hollow

without him, yet the kitchen table held a breakfast he had prepared before leaving – a plate of sizzling

bacon and eggs accompanied by slices of buttered toast and a glass of strawberry smoothie, all

emitting a comforting aroma.

Tears welled up in Natalia's eyes as she approached the meal he had made with such care. A note NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

rested against the smoothie glass. [Gone to the office. Don't overthink things. Have a good breakfast,

and take care of yourself.]

The familiar handwriting on the note was the last straw for Natalia; her tears fell freely. Hector had

always tended to her with such attention to detail, and her heart swelled with mixed emotions.

The doorbell chimed, snapping her from her reverie. “Coming, who is it?” She called, puzzled, as she

padded toward the front door, yet the bell continued to ring without a response.

Opening the door, a small figure barreled into her with a koala-like grip. A child's voice was barely

holding back sobs. “Mommy!”

It was none other than Jonas, whom James had brought over in the night.

Clutching Natalia tightly, Jonas refused to let go. His tear-streaked face lifted to look at Natalia.

“Mommy, I missed you so much, did you not want me anymore? Why haven't you come back?”

Natalia's heart shattered. She hadn't seen her precious son in over a year, and his growth was evident.

His face was etched with silent accusation. Guilt overwhelmed her, and she sobbed, “Jonas, my love,

I'm so sorry. I never stopped wanting you!”

“But you've been gone so long, Mommy. I missed you so much, I even dreamed of you every night. You

said you'd be back soon. Daddy said he couldn't find you, and I felt so sad.”

Jonas' words cut through Natalia like a dull blade. The torment of missing her son throughout the year

was incessant. Every second was filled with concern. Now, it culminated in the raw pain of seeing

Jonas' longing and hearing his cries. As they wept together, Magnus stepped in from the doorway, his

voice soft but firm. “Honey.”

Natalia froze. In the joy and tears of seeing Jonas, she had completely forgotten about Magnus. After

all, it had been his idea that brought Jonas here out of the blue. But in front of her son, she couldn't

bring herself to send Magnus away and pretended not to hear him.

“Sweetheart, are you hungry? We've got breakfast ready,” She said, guiding Jonas back to the kitchen

table, indicating the meal Hector had prepared.

Jonas nodded vigorously, still clinging to her. “I just flew here, Mommy, and I'm really hungry.”

“Then wait here, I'll get you something,” Natalia assured him as she plated some of the breakfast for

Jonas.

All the while, she avoided acknowledging Magnus.

But Magnus Andersen was no ordinary man – a tycoon accustomed to the cutthroat world of business,

Her cold shoulder couldn't dent his confidence. Instead, he settled at the table with a contented sigh,

“Mmm, that smells delicious.”

Natalia pulled the dishes closer to herself and Jonas. Her voice sounded flat. “This was made by

Hector. I don’t think it suits your palate, Mr. Andersen.”

Her remark about Hector being the chef only spurred Magnus to comment, “Ah, too much grease with

bacon and eggs for breakfast isn't good for the stomach.”

“Mr. Andersen, I didn't plan on inviting you to join. Please don’t misunderstand,” Natalia said, handing

Jonas his plate of eggs.

Magnus chuckled at Natalia's directness. “I'm not picky. Whatever my wife and kid are eating is good

enough for me.”

Rolling her eyes, Natalia decided to ignore Magnus' brazenness and continued to serve Jonas,

cautioning him, “Careful, it’s hot.”

Jonas was quite fond of his surname and not ready for a change. So, for his own sake and to help his

dad win his mom back, Jonas was determined to play his part well.

Magnus bobbed his head enthusiastically, like a pecking chicken. Raising a child was a long journey,

but it paid off big time! His son was really coming through for him!

Natalia was met with Jonas' innocent puppy eyes and couldn't resist nodding in agreement. “Well,” she

thought, “let him have it.”

But the breakfast spread was meager, and if she gave it all to Magnus, what would she and Jonas eat?

Natalia was torn and stood up to turn on the stove, deciding to whip up some more breakfast.