The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 301

"Absolutely, Grandpa, we must search thoroughly. We can't afford to delay Magnus' condition any longer," Lucius chimed in, fanning the flames. "Natalia, that woman, doesn't want us to see Magnus. I'm sure she's up to no good."

Natalia quivered with fury at Lucius' words, placing a hand in front of his face. "Lucius, I think you know perfectly well who's the one harboring ill intentions here!"

"Get out of my way!" Lucius, nettled by the truth of her words, shoved Natalia aside and supported Morgan as they moved forward. He had a hunch about which room Magnus was in - the same room Dr. Frankie had just exited!

Natalia, pushed back with force by Lucius, stumbled and fell. Dr. Frankie quickly helped her up. "Are you alright, Madam?"

Natalia shook her head. "I'm fine. Seems like today's event can't be kept a secret much longer."

While they were talking, Lucius had already led Morgan to the door of the room that Dr. Frankie had just left.

Through the transparent window, Lucius was the first to see Magnus, with a grey pallor, bound to the hospital bed with iron chains. Overjoyed, he could barely contain his excitement as he called out to Morgan, "Grandpa, look, Magnus is right here!"

Morgan, recognizing the joy in Lucius' voice, furrowed his brows in displeasure. But when he followed Lucius' pointing finger and saw Magnus, he froze in his tracks.

In the hospital room, a frail Magnus lay with a pale face and eyes tightly shut, his body bound securely with iron chains. Morgan could hardly believe his eyes. He turned his fierce gaze on Natalia, as if he wanted to tear her apart. "What did you do to my boy? Why did you chain him up like this? Why?!"

Lucius, standing nearby, was also puzzled. How could the usually defiant Magnus allow himself to be confined in such a grim state? Unless...

Natalia hurried over to explain, "Grandpa, this is all a misunderstanding... Magnus, he..."

Morgan was furious, swinging his cane at Natalia. "You, full of lies! Even now, you refuse to tell the truth! Fine! I'll ask him myself!"

Morgan pushed the door open and entered the room. Lucius quickly followed, not wanting to miss any information. The smell of disinfectant filled the room. Morgan, heartbroken, approached the bed and touched Magnus' bony, emaciated hand. "Magnus? Wake up, tell Grandpa what's wrong."

However, Magnus lay motionless and silent.

Lucius, on the other hand, had a suspicion. Could it be that Magnus was on drugs?

With this thought in mind, Lucius stealthily moved to the other side, and in a position where others couldn't see, he pinched Magnus hard. His grip was strong, and he managed to jolt Magnus awake.

Seeing Magnus slowly open his eyes, Morgan thought he had woken up. He quickly leaned over and asked with concern, "Magnus, what's wrong?"

"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!" Magnus screamed, shaking his head frantically. "Get me my fix! Now!"

Morgan, who had hypothesized countless possibilities in his mind, was taken aback by this revelation. He took two steps back in shock. This was clearly the behavior of an addict in withdrawal! He felt dizzy, his vision blurred, and he collapsed backward.