The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 41

It was in the afternoon when Magnus slowly opened his eyes to find the girl by his bedside quietly reading a book. He smiled faintly, reassured by her presence upon waking, "My lady."

Natalia, looking up from her book, swiftly rose to her feet upon seeing him awake. "You’re up. Are you hungry? Is your wound hurting?"

The concern in her eyes made him feel special as he reached out to hold her soft hand, "I feel fine."

Natalia held out her small hand, sat down beside him and touched his forehead with her other hand. She felt that his temperature was normal, which put her mind at ease. “I’ve made some chicken soup. Let me get you some.”

Her soft gaze made Magnus momentarily lose himself, “Sure.”

Natalia gently withdrew her hand and left the room.

Magnus watched her retreating figure, his heart fluttered. Ever since the death of Jamie, he'd been a thorn in the family's side. No one had ever taken such care of him. During the year when his leg was shattered, his first love had cared for him for half a year, but he was irritable and often lost his temper with her. She left him when he went to France six months later. Since then, he had harbored resentment towards women, as his mother had never shown him any warmth or affection.

But this girl had stayed by his side and cared for him after he got injured. How could he not be moved?

Natalia returned with a bowl of soup, “Can you eat by yourself?”

Magnus reached for the bowl, but upon hearing her question, he quickly withdrew his hand, “No. I can’t use my hand.”

“Then I'll feed you.”

That was exactly what Magnus wanted, “Okay.”

The girl helped him sit up against the bed and, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it gently, and brought it to his lips.

Magnus opened his mouth slightly, accepting the spoonful of soup. He felt like a baby.

Natalia blew on each spoonful before feeding him. Magnus felt a wave of warmth rush through him as he watched her rosy lips purse while blowing on the chicken soup.

Damn it! He was aroused at the sight of her blowing on the oatmeal. Since that night at the Andersen Family Estate, he hadn't had a chance to make love to her. Now with his shoulder injury, it was even more impossible. The thought of this ignited a spark of anger in him.

He quickly turned his head to look elsewhere. After a while, the bowl of soup was finally finished. Magnus licked his lips; the soup was really delicious.

Natalia stood up, “Your body isn’t fully healed yet, so you can’t have too much. For now, this is all you can have. You can eat more tonight.”

Actually, he wanted her to feed him more.

Natalia took the bowl away. Magnus leaned back on his bed, picking up his phone to call James, “Did you find out who was behind yesterday’s incident?”

“We’ve found out. Who else would it be? Obviously, it's Lucius' men. Recently, I heard he's been cozying up with a Mexican gang. He's preparing for next month and can't wait to kill you." There were sounds of a woman from James's end.

Magnus frowned, “Is my life that easy to take? And another thing, don’t get STDs.” He hung up after saying this.

James was taken aback. Damn, was Magnus cursing him to get sick? Watching the two women on him, he abruptly pushed them away, “Get out!”