The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 131

After a while, Natalia was too scared to step on the gas pedal. Magnus raised his voice, instructing her.

"Natalia, step on the gas. The gas."

Natalia's heart was about to leap out of her chest with anxiety. How could she dare?

Magnus looked at her with disdain, and Natalia pouted. She shot him a glare, thinking to herself, “You're underestimating me. Wwait until I learn to drive, and I'll show off to you and wipe that smug look from your face.”

As the day passed, their relationship eased a lot.

"Nat, let's go grab something to eat."

"Sure."

At the restaurant, Magnus ordered two medium-rare steaks, Natalia's favorite. He didn't order any wine because she couldn't drink.

Natalia, touched by his thoughtful gestures, felt her heartstrings being tugged at again.

"Magnus. I'm not mad at you anymore. I forgive you." He dropped everything to teach her to drive, and it really moved Natalia.

Magnus looked at her in utter surprise, his action of cutting the steak paused. "Honey, are you serious." Magnus couldn't believe his ears and asked again.

"Mmm. I'm not lying."

Magnus felt like a kid in a candy store, he wanted to pick Natalia up and twirl her around, but the restaurant was too crowded, and he was afraid people would think he was crazy, so he resisted the urge.

"Honey, I promise, I won't lie to you anymore."

"Mmm."

"Then, can you move back in?" After being discharged from the hospital, Natalia had been staying with her friend, Lexi.

"Mmm. I'll move back in." She was his wife, where else could she go if not home?

That night.

Magnus picked Natalia up and brought her home. As soon as she reached the doorstep, she felt a surge of familiarity wash over her, instantly lifting her mood. She touched each of her belongings one by one, as if she was in a different world. She hadn't been home in such a long time. This, this was her home.

After Natalia had finished unpacking, she went into the bathroom. After freshening up, Natalia came out with her hair still wet. Magnus, waiting outside the room, was clearly losing his patience. He quickly walked over to her, but he didn't make a move. He just gently took her hand and led her to dry her hair.

He sat her down on his lap, just like before, and dried her hair for her, then carried her to bed.

Now that he didn't need the wheelchair anymore, he climbed onto the bed as well, holding onto the girl he had missed so much.

He buried his face in her neck, taking in her unique scent. Unable to hold back anymore, he found her lips and kissed her fiercely, greedily taking her in.

"Honey, I miss you so much."

He pressed Natalia onto the bed and launched a vigorous attack.

Just as she was getting used to him, he pushed in completely, his movements deep and fierce. Natalia winced in pain.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I was too rough." But he couldn't hold back anymore. They made love all night.

Natalia lost count of how many times he brought her to climax, until finally satisfied, he held her as they cleaned up and then they fell asleep.

He looked down at the woman in his arms, kissing her flushed face, and closed his eyes contentedly.

The next morning, Natalia felt like her body was falling apart; there wasn't a single spot that didn't hurt. And the man responsible for her condition was sleeping so soundly.