The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 188

Morgan had thought that introducing the child to the world might’ve roused Magnus from his despondence. But what he received instead was his grandson's resentment.

Magnus had regained his memory!

Unable to hold back his tears, Morgan's steps faltered. "Good, good, my lad, you've done well! I've been a fool, and I must bear the consequences of my actions. But could you perhaps bring the little one to see me every now and again? I simply can't bear the thought of not seeing him."

"I'm sorry, but I will be the one to raise the child, and no one else can visit him!" Magnus' cold demeanor made Morgan's heart sink.

After saying this, he turned to his ever-present butler, Linden. "Linden, escort Morgan out. And from now on, no one is to visit me."

If Morgan was so averse to Magnus’ wife, why should he be allowed to see the child!

Linden, not daring to say anything else, slowly helped Morgan down the staircase. "Let's go, Sir, shall we?"

Morgan's face, lined with age, was filled with disappointment. This was the grandson he had raised; he was ruthless, cold-hearted!

As long as Magnus managed to recover and continue the legacy of the Andersen Corporation, it didn't matter if Morgan didn't visit!

"Very well, very well indeed!" Morgan muttered under his breath, leaning on Linden for support as they descended the staircase. Morgan’s silhouette was hunched, and his steps were faltering. It was as if he had aged a decade in just one night.

Ignoring Morgan's departure, Magnus looked down at the little bundle in his arms, feeling his heart melt.

This was his little one, his and Nat's son!

He looked down at the small figure in his arms, reaching out to touch the soft baby cheeks. The little one stared back at him with wide eyes. His heart was melting.

"Linden, May! Find a nanny and a pediatrician, and purchase everything the baby might need!"

Linden and May immediately agreed, and the entire Sapphire Island erupted in cheers. Magnus had regained his memory, and he was "back to life."

Most importantly, his son was home. The adorable baby boy was Magnus and Ms. Natalia’s son!

Magnus held his son, barely daring to blink, afraid that everything would turn out to be a dream.

Tears of joy streamed down his face as he held his baby. "Nat, our son is alive! Can you see this from heaven?"

Looking up at the clear blue sky, his eyes filled with tears...

"What should I call you?" Magnus pondered. "Let's call you Jonas."

Jonas sat innocently between Magnus' legs, seeming completely indifferent to his new name. All he knew was to gnaw on his fingers. He looked up at Magnus as if to protest, “I'm hungry!”

As Magnus caressed Jonas's little head, a slight smile formed on his lips, followed by a hint of melancholy.

This was the bloodline of him and his beloved wife, but his wife was never going to see this.

A single tear drop fell onto Jonas's hand. He felt something cool, and eagerly put it in his mouth. He tasted it and scrunched up his face in disgust.

Magnus laughed at Jonas's reaction. His gaze was filled with affection. "Baby, that's daddy's tear, you can't eat that."

While saying this, he held Jonas in his arms and pointed at the vast sea outside the window. "Do you see that? That's the sea. Your mom loved watching the waves. She always said there were countless stories hidden in the waves. I didn't believe her before, but now, I do believe."