The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 13

"That's not necessarily true. If you keep working on your physical therapy, you'll be able to stand again. You can't give up!" Natalia blurted, forgetting she was still sitting on Magnus’ lap. If she could help his legs recover, that would be ideal, because even if he found out she wasn't his sister, he would forgive her, wouldn't he?

"Do you want me to stand up? Afraid I'll fight your beloved one for the family fortune?" Magnus looked at her coldly.

Natalia noticed his sudden icy demeanor and realized she was still sitting on his lap, a position that could have been misinterpreted. She hastily stood up. "Of course, I want you to stand up. Even if you have to fight... Mr. Lucius for the family fortune, you need a healthy body, don't you? I read about it in this book. If you diligently do physical therapy, there will come a day when you'll be able to stand again."

Natalia finished her sentence and handed Magnus the cup of tea from the table.

After a sip of tea, Magnus left the study room in his wheelchair. Natalia sighed and picked up her book to continue reading on the balcony.

After a while, Linden came to call her for lunch. When she went downstairs, she saw the table full of food. "Where is Mr. Magnus?"

Linden replied, "He went out. He'll be back tonight."

Natalia was surprised. "Then all this food is going to be wasted. Let's all eat together."

This was the habit of the wealthy. They would throw away the leftovers after the first meal.

After lunch, Natalia spent the entire afternoon reading. She ate a little bit in the evening and went back to her room to continue reading.

As the day turned into night, she remained in her chair, engrossed in the book about massage techniques. The night was quiet, and Magnus hadn't returned yet. Natalia, tired from reading, fell asleep in her chair on the balcony.

A car stopped at the beach at ten o'clock at night. The man got out and looked at the quiet villa. He walked directly into the villa, leaving the car behind on the beach.

Magnus quietly went upstairs. The weariness was evident on his face. He paused in front of Natalia's room, staring at the door handle. He gently pushed the door open. The room was pitch black.

Without turning on the light, he stepped in, and by the moonlight, he noticed the absence of Natalia on the bed. He was taken aback. Where could she have gone in the middle of the night?

Just as he was about to reach for his mask, he saw Natalia sleeping on the balcony from the corner of his eye.

He walked over quietly. There she was, lying peacefully in the chair, holding the book she was reading in the morning. Her long hair cascaded down the back of the chair. Under the moonlight, her smooth face beautifully contrasted against her dark hair, making Magnus hold his breath. He took the book from her hand, picked her up, and carried her to the bed. She was light as a feather, sleeping soundly in his arms. Her long eyelashes cast a shadow on her eyelids.

Magnus tucked her into bed, and seeing her sleeping so peacefully, he felt a slight stir in his heart.

From her behavior and attitude these past few days, she didn't seem like the lady of the Clarkson family at all. Even if she was pretending, she couldn't fake it so well. Perhaps their family feud shouldn't involve women. She was just a pawn, and it wasn't her fault that she fell for a man. The mistake was that the man happened to be Lucius! Therefore, she was destined to sacrifice her happiness in this life.

Magnus watched Natalia lying on the bed. Under the moonlight, her face was as dazzling as stars, exuding a soft beauty. He sighed, tucked her in, and left the room.

The next morning, Magnus was still groggy when he felt something moving on his leg. He opened his eyes wide, almost kicking out in surprise.