The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 576

Elisea fluttered her thick, curled eyelashes and suddenly snapped her eyes open. She had no idea how long she'd been out, or how she ended up in this unfamiliar setting.

As her gaze swept over the unrecognizable surroundings, Elisea’s senses went on high alert. She sprang from the bed, only to discover she was staying in a quaint coastal villa.

The memory of last night flashed through her mind. Jonas, that jerk, had taken advantage of her, and she felt a flush of irritation color her cheeks.

Of course, it had to be him who brought her here. She had thought he would actually let her go, but even with her heightened caution, he had managed to knock her out!

What was his deal, bringing her to this place? That despicable freak—what was he up to?!

At least her body didn’t feel violated, and that brought her a moment of relief.

Confused but determined, Elisea resolved to leave this strange place as quickly as possible. Even though the view from the window appealed to her, she knew this wasn't somewhere she could stay.

Elisea tiptoed downstairs, making as little noise as possible. She was well aware that she was no match for Jonas at the moment and had no desire to provoke him into targeting her.

Know your enemies and know yourself, and you will never be imperiled.

The plan to assassinate Jonas would need better preparation.

Stepping gingerly down to the lower floor, Elisea tried to slip away from the unfamiliar villa when she caught sight of someone in the kitchen, busy cooking. The figure was tall and solid with his back turned, but Elisea was certain it was Jonas.

The audacity of that bastard, making breakfast like he hadn’t a care in the world—what a total freak!

As this thought crossed her mind, Elisea suddenly felt dizzy and nearly lost her footing. She couldn’t understand why, all of a sudden, everything felt so familiar, as if the scene and silhouette before her had haunted her dreams countless times.

As Jonas bustled in the kitchen, she quietly drew the small blade she kept hidden in her shoe. It was a perfect opportunity to slice his throat while his back was turned.

But as she neared him, her steps faltered. She had failed twice already in the presence of this twisted man. Would she really succeed this time?

After a brief hesitation, she tightened her grip on the cold blade and crept closer to Jonas. Fine. If he wasn’t planning to kill her, she would show no mercy!

“Jonas, this was all on you. When you get to the hereafter, don’t blame me for being heartless and ruthless!”

Elisea held her breath and inched closer to Jonas; her hand was poised to strike—but he turned around just as she raised her arm.