The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 336

"Natalia, no matter what, I'm not letting Magnus take you away this time!" Hector swore to himself, though his face remained calm as he softly told her, "Let's go, breakfast is getting cold. Eat up."

But Natalia had no appetite. Hector's words, however, left her no choice but to follow him to the dining room, where she picked at her food listlessly.

"Here, have some more. You're getting too thin lately," Hector urged, offering Natalia a glass of orange juice with an appeasing smile. He felt a pang of unease at her distracted demeanor.

Natalia took the juice, sipping it slowly. Her gaze was fixed on the window, her thoughts already at the airport.

Hector watched Natalia, chewing his toast with determination. He wouldn't make the same mistake he did six years ago. He wouldn't let Magnus hurt Natalia again.

After a long journey, Magnus' plane finally touched down in Rome. He stepped off the plane, his gaze darting around, hoping to catch sight of Natalia in this unfamiliar city. His hopes were quickly dashed. A group of men held up a sign that read, "Welcome Mr. Andersen to Stitches Fashion," but there was no sign of Natalia.

Magnus continued on, his voice steady. "No, I'm sure she's here."

James, who had accompanied Magnus, followed him towards the waiting group. If they couldn't find Natalia, at least the trip would serve as a diversion for Magnus.

"Mr. Andersen, it’s an honor to be in your presence!" William greeted them, his Italian accent thick. His colleagues applauded enthusiastically.

Magnus simply nodded, his face impassive. James, however, couldn't help but laugh.

Confused by James' laughter, William asked, "This must be Mr. James, I believe? Did you think of something amusing?"

"No, no. I was just admiring the beautiful Italian women," James replied, quickly deflecting.

William immediately figured out the implied meaning in James's words and said, "No problem. After Mr. James and Mr. Andersen finish touring our Stitches Fashion, I will arrange for Mr. James to see the gentleness of our Italian women."

James immediately nodded, "I’d love that. Let's go."

Magnus glanced at James coldly, turned his head to look at William, "Does your company only have these few people?"