The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 11

Magnus found himself questioning, “Was this young woman now his wife? She looked so youthful, like a little girl.”

He thought of Lucius, drowning in bourbon in a private booth in the afternoon, and suddenly straightened up, his gaze fixating on Natalia lying on the bed. A smirk appeared on his face. Of course, if she wasn't beautiful, Lucius wouldn't be in such agony.

His eyes turned icy in an instant. He reached out to switch off the bedside lamp, then he maneuvered his wheelchair out of the room.

Returning to his own bedroom, he stood up and walked to the window, gazing out at the dark ocean, a sense of loneliness was welling up within him.

Soon, Linden knocked on the door and entered, spotting Magnus standing on the balcony. He approached Magnus softly. "Mr. Magnus, I have found out!"

"Ma'am did not make any phone calls today. She only sent texts to three students from Melfort College!" Linden handed over the satellite information to Magnus.

Magnus' deep gaze fell upon the information sheet in Linden's hand.

"Melfort College students? She didn't contact Lucius?" Magnus thought back to Lucius' drunken state earlier that day. Could it be that he was not upset over a phone call from this woman, but drowning his sorrows for another reason?

"No, I checked her call logs. She has never contacted Mr. Lucius!" Linden said, noting Magnus' frosty expression, then discreetly exited the room.

No contact. She must've changed her phone before coming here. Just how cunning was Lucius?

This woman was crying here, while Lucius was drowning his sorrows in a bar. Magnus' icy gaze in the dark seemed to emit a chilling light!

The next day, at the crack of dawn, Natalia was awakened by a knock on the door. She sat up immediately. Standing at the door was May. "Ma'am, Mr. Magnus has requested your presence in the dining room."

"What?" The sky had barely started to lighten, and she was already being summoned to the dining room.

"Alright, I'll be right there." She quickly dressed, washed up, and went downstairs.

Magnus was sitting elegantly at the dining table as two maids served him breakfast. Natalia glanced at Magnus, then at the spread on the table. Such a lavish breakfast. Could he finish all of it on his own? What a waste!

Despite her thoughts, she went over and poured him a bowl of soup. "Please, have some soup.."

Magnus' lips tightened. "Peel the shrimp."

Natalia immediately sat down, peeled the shrimp, and placed them in his bowl. Her small, fair hands skillfully peeled the shrimp in front of him, as she occasionally glanced up at him.

He was frowning slightly, looking somewhat displeased. "Don't you have gloves? Don't you know I'm a germaphobe?"

Natalia's ears turned red. He was a germaphobe! She quickly picked up the shrimp from his bowl and ate it herself, then went to the kitchen to get gloves and continued peeling.

Magnus watched her actions, his face darkening even more. "I told you to peel, not to eat!"

Natalia was stunned and paused, looking at Magnus. "You didn't want to eat the ones I peeled without gloves, right? So, I had to eat them!" She couldn't just throw them away!

Magnus remained silent, watching as his bowl quickly filled with half a bowl of shrimp. His expression was as dark as a pot bottom. What was this woman thinking? Did she plan to peel the entire plate of shrimp? Couldn't she peel something else? What about the crab?

"You peeled so much. You're going to eat it all!" Magnus picked up a sushi roll and started eating.

Natalia stopped and looked at him. "Didn't you ask me to peel the shrimp?"

Magnus finally lost his temper, slamming his fork down. "I asked you to peel, not to peel the whole lot. You can't even do this simple task. What can you do?"