The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 165

He was hit with a reality check, like a bucket of ice water was poured from his head to his toes. He sat up in bed, staring at the picture on his phone. His anger slowly ignited, burning his rationality to ashes.

"So you don't want me, just because of him!" His voice was as cold as frost.

Natalia, who was lying with her back to him, was roughly turned around to face him as he shoved his phone towards her. When Natalia saw the picture on the phone, her mind felt like it had exploded. He had someone follow her and take photos of her. There was nothing between her and Callum, but the photo implied otherwise.

"It's nothing between us... I only ran into him on my way back," she stated flatly.

"Nothing? I saw how your eyes lit up when you saw him, and yet you're always so cold towards me. Natalia, have I spoiled you too much? I’ve allowed you to push my boundaries time and time again!"

Magnus suddenly stood up, looking down at Natalia on the bed.

It was the first time he had called her by her name, and his eyes were so cold it sent chills down her spine.

"I didn't... he said he found my mother, Magnus. If you don't trust me, then my explanations are useless. But nothing happened with Mr. Callum." She looked at him, and her eyes were filled with sorrow. Perhaps this was a misunderstanding that would forever remain between them.

"Trust you? Darling, have you ever trusted me? When I danced with Isabella that night, she got her damn lipstick on me, and since then you've been cold to me for months. I accepted it. Have you ever trusted me? And now you're asking me to trust you! I've said you will stay here forever. As for that Englishman, I'll make him pay for trying to steal another man's wife! Move to Sapphire Island tomorrow. You don't need to continue your studies!"

Magnus got up and stormed out of the bedroom, slamming the door behind him. Natalia sat on the bed. Tears were streaming down her pale face.

Magnus descended the staircase, heading for his car, but his heart felt like it was being scorched. He wanted to destroy everything. That damn Englishman was so bold!

He picked up the phone. "Investigate Callum's every move in Melfort tomorrow."

He sat on the couch, lighting a cigarette, and pulled out his phone to look at the photo again. Isabella had sent the photo. That woman was audacious and was pushing his boundaries time and time again. He then blocked Isabella's number.

Late into the night, Magnus sat on the couch in the living room, smoking an entire pack of cigarettes.

In her sleep, Natalia felt a dryness in her mouth. She went downstairs to get some water and saw the glow of a phone and the heavy smell of smoke. She knew it was Magnus. Hadn't he left?

She descended the staircase, and in the moonlight, she saw Magnus sitting on the couch, enveloped in a cloud of smoke, and leaning against the couch tiredly.

Natalia felt a pang in her heart. Tears fell in an instant, and she went over to him. “Magnus, why aren’t you sleeping? You’ll get sick if you smoke so much.”

“Do you care about me? Can you still care about me? Don’t you want to break up? To leave with that Englishman?” His voice was hoarse.

Natalia wiped her tears, and a mocking smile appeared on her face. “I only met Callum once, and he said he found my mother. I won't go off with him. Don't worry. As long as you say I can't leave, I won't. I owe you too much." She slowly stood up to get her water.

He suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. She fell onto his lap, and just as she tried to resist, he tightened his hold around her. His warm lips, tasting of strong tobacco, covered hers.

He kissed her fiercely, giving her no chance to resist. He didn't bother to explain anything. He pried open her teeth, entangling her tongue and savoring her sweetness. His hand wandered under her sleepwear, grabbing her soft tits. His heavy breathing blew against her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Natalia closed her eyes, no longer pushing him away. His passionate kisses already consumed all her breath.