The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 293

As Dr. Frankie's voice trailed off, it seemed that the medication had begun to work. Magnus, previously wild-eyed, started to calm down.

Natalia watched Magnus' tense expression slowly relax, and she felt a weight lift from her heart. "Thank goodness, it looks like the drug is working."

Yet Dr. Frankie, standing nearby, looked grave. As a doctor, he'd already noticed the slight tremors in Magnus' hands and feet. "This isn't the reaction we should be seeing. Hold him down. I need to administer the antidote's slow-release serum," he said, before rushing off toward the lab.

James and Natalia were confused. It seemed like Magnus was calming down, so how could the antidote be wrong?

However, they soon understood. Magnus, who had been lying peacefully on the bed, suddenly began to convulse. His face turned a frightening shade of red, and veins bulged on his neck as he thrashed on the bed. "Let me go! Ahh—! Let me go!" He cried, in pain or in a bid to free himself, it was unclear.

Startled by his reaction, Natalia rushed to his side. “Magnus, what’s wrong? Where does it hurt? Please, hold on!”

Seeing Magnus in such agony was like a knife to her heart. “God,” she silently prayed, “take some of his suffering and give it to me. Please don't torment him like this.”

Her heart ached unbearably.

Magnus hardly registered Natalia's words. His head felt like it was about to explode from the pain, and he longed to lose consciousness. Tears streamed down his face, accompanied by a miserable trickle of snot. He roared weakly, "Let me go! Let me die!"

Natalia's face was wet with tears. She gripped Magnus' hand tightly. "Magnus, don't do this. I'm your wife, and I will be with you no matter what. Tell me, where does it hurt?"

Magnus stared at Natalia. "Natalia, please. Let me die. I can't stand it!"

"My heart, my head, my whole body, it's on fire! Let me die!" Magnus barely recognized that the gentle voice belonged to his wife.

Natalia shook with sobs. Disregarding the blood on her hands, she flung herself onto Magnus, hugging him tightly. "Magnus, you can't die. What will happen to me, to Jonas, if you leave us? Please, Magnus, hold on. Dr. Frankie is working on the antidote. You'll be okay soon. Please..."

Feeling like he was being torched alive, Magnus found some relief in Natalia’s familiar voice. It cut through his haze of pain like a lifeline. Instinctively, he tried to move closer to Natalia. He was so strong that his bed slid slightly on the floor. "Let me go, Natalia, please save me. I'd rather die than endure this pain. Please."

Seeing Magnus in such a pitiful state, Natalia felt like she was falling apart. She wished she could take his pain away, but all she could do was watch him suffer. This feeling was like a dull knife slowly slicing through her flesh. She held Magnus' hand tightly. "Don't be scared, I'm here. Dr. Frankie will be here soon with the antidote, just hold on a bit longer."