The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 223

Natalia stood in the elevator. Her feelings were a whirlwind of emotions. She stared at her reflection in the shiny elevator mirror, feeling like a fool that was being played around with.

Callum would have never deceived her, and yet Magnus was going through all this trouble, just to play her for a fool. What was the point?

"Ding."

The elevator came to a stop at the penthouse. Natalia hesitated, biting her lip, before stepping out.

The top floor was decorated in a simple yet elegant style that was refreshing to the eye. Yet, beneath its modesty, there was a hint of luxury.

Her stilettos clicked pleasantly against the polished floor as Natalia made her way towards the CEO's office. Taking a deep breath, Natalia mustered up her courage and pushed open the door to the office.

The room was tidy and bright. On the large desk, there was a photo of her. The room was empty. Seeing her photo on the desk, Natalia walked over and picked it up.

In the picture, she was looking down, smiling slightly. Her right hand rested on her slightly protruding belly. She looked so tender and sweet. From this angle, it was clear that the photo had been taken without her knowledge. The person behind this must have been Magnus. She wondered when he had taken this picture.

Natalia gazed at her image in the photo, and a lump was forming in her throat. She gently touched her flat stomach, as if recalling the time when she was pregnant. Back then, although she was often in low spirits, the baby inside her was her biggest support. Every day, she felt the baby's heartbeat and movements, and that was the happiest time of her life.

But now... the baby was gone, and all that remained was painful history.

Natalia's smile faded as she put the photo back on the desk. She unconsciously touched her flat belly, a bitter taste spreading in her mouth.

Who would ever know that she once carried a precious life inside her?

A tear escaped from her eye and fell onto the shiny floor.

Realizing she was crying, Natalia quickly wiped away her tears and started searching the room. She was here to expose Magnus' lies, and she had to find him.

However, after a thorough search, she found nothing but cold decorations and books. There was no sign of Magnus.

She pushed open the door to the lounge and was stunned to see the walls covered in photos of her. There were pictures of her frowning, smiling, lost in thought, and even sleeping.

The photos were plastered all over the lounge walls, not only from the time when she was pregnant five years ago but also from recent moments.

There was one of her licking cream off the corner of her lips. It was taken on a day when the company had served cheesecake. She remembered that cheesecake; it was rich and smooth.

There were also photos of her watering plants, working at her computer, and explaining proposals to her staff.

It seemed that Magnus had captured all sorts of moments in her life.