The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 196

Rita's golden curls bounced as she gave a nervous smile. "Just doing my job, ma'am. No need for thanks."

She liked Ms. Clarkson, not just for her heavenly beauty, but also for her kindness. Never once had she raised her voice at them, and she was always grateful for their services.

"Alright, enough." Callum dismissed with a wave of his hand. "Go prepare something for Ms. Clarkson to eat. She's injured her feet and won't be heading out."

Natalia protested, "Cal, I didn't hurt myself. They’re just a bit swollen."

"Do not underestimate this. Stay in tonight, as I say," Callum ordered, then turned to Rita. "What are you still doing here?"

Rita quickly left, carrying the first aid kit.

Once Rita had closed the door, Callum scooped Natalia into his arms and gently laid her on the bed. "My darling, you look so beautiful today." His brown eyes burned as he looked at her. He had known her since childhood, lost her for fifteen years, found her again, and cared for her for the past five years. She was his everything.

He leaned down to kiss her forehead, which made Natalia squirm. "Callum...you're acting differently today." She was a bit scared.

"Buttercup, you're my fiancée. I love you, and you're mine for life. I want to be with you tonight, is that okay?" Callum held her gaze.

His words left Natalia's head spinning. He wanted to be with her, and she was his fiancée. It was normal for them to be together. He had taken such good care of her for the last five years. It was so good that she felt she had never experienced a past without him, but she was not ready for this step yet.

"Callum... I'm not ready yet." She looked up at him with dewy eyes.

But Callum couldn't hold back any longer. He kissed her cheek. "Natalia, you don't need to be ready. You were mine twenty years ago. I've waited so long for you. Just give yourself to me, and I'll be with you for the rest of your life."

Without waiting for her response, he kissed her lips. For the first time in thirty-five years, he felt such deep affection for a woman. He had always kept himself pure. He wanted to give all his love to Natalia.

Natalia stiffened, the unfamiliar scent around her was like a needle piercing her heart. She wanted to push him away. However, she remembered that he had saved her from the sea and had taken care of her for five years. She was his fiancée, so she had no right to push him away. She closed her eyes, trying to endure the kiss, but her heart ached, and she felt a voice screaming inside, “Push him away, Nat, push him away.”

She opened her eyes suddenly, looking at the handsome face close up with a unfamiliar scent. Tears flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably.

Callum, lost in the passion of the kiss, suddenly tasted salt. He opened his eyes to see Natalia’s face streaked with tears. His body jolted, and he immediately pulled away. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Natalia. I lost control. I shouldn't have pushed you."

He quickly tucked Natalia into bed and fled the room.

As he left the room, he ran into Henry, who had been waiting outside. Henry happily approached him. "Callum, I finally figured out why Ms. Clarkson looked so familiar. She looks just like someone from my family."

Callum's face changed, he'd thought Henry wouldn't care about such things, but he was wrong. Henry was too absorbed in his own thoughts to notice Callum's reaction. "Ms. Clarkson looks just like my father's secretary, Lena. What's going on?"