The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 23

On the third day, Magnus couldn't restrain his curiosity any longer. He just had to find out what this young woman was up to. Since she had agreed to be his bride, she had to understand the consequences.

Especially if she was going to make such a fuss over a simple one night stand.

The sharp knock at the door interrupted Natalia's thoughts. She rose from her chair and opened the door to find one of the housekeepers standing there.

"Ma’am," the housekeeper said, looking at her with a hint of surprise. "Mr. Magnus requests your presence in his study."

Natalia nodded, "Alright, I'm on my way."

After taking a quick shower and getting dressed, Natalia headed towards the study. As she pushed the door open, she saw Magnus sitting in his wheelchair by the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out at the ocean, deep in thought.

Natalia walked in quietly. He turned his wheelchair around as soon as he felt her presence. As their eyes met, a wave of emotion passed over his face before quickly settling back into a stoic expression. She had got quite thinner.

Without another word, Magnus directed his wheelchair towards her. His gazes were as deep as the ocean, but his body radiated an inexplicable exhaustion. Natalia's heart clenched as she remembered the night before. Was it him that night? Why did he do that to her?

"Magnus," Natalia started, "I haven't been well these past few days. I apologize for not helping with your physical therapy."

Before she could finish, Magnus cut her off. "I had a bad night. If you're feeling better, we can start the therapy."

He passed by her and wheeled his chair out of the study. Natalia followed him, pushing his wheelchair.

"Magnus, are there any other people on this island besides Linden and you? Well, I mean, other men?" Natalia had so much resentment in her heart, and she had to find out who the man was that violated her that night.

"No," the man said expressionlessly as he pressed the elevator button. It was indeed 'no,' because on this island, apart from Magnus and Linden, there were only female maids.

"Let's go downstairs for dinner, and then you can start your work," he said in a matter-of-fact tone with no warmth, like giving orders to a subordinate.

Natalia swallowed back her words.

They had their dinner in silence, Magnus elegantly eating his sandwich while Natalia, still feeling uneasy, could only eat a little. "I'll get things ready, wait for me in the study," she remarked, her brow furrowing as she headed to the elevator.

Watching her retreating, somewhat downcast figure, a pang of sympathy hit Magnus. Leaving his dinner untouched, he wheeled himself swiftly to follow her.