The sound of running water caught Natalia's attention. Could there be a bathroom in there?
What a peculiar man, she thought, to have a bathroom inside his study. She was here to look after him, so she walked over and pulled open the glass door.
Sure enough, it was a bathroom. Natalia looked up to see steam filling the space. Through the misty heat, she saw a man sitting in the bathtub, his head under a shower of hot water. Countless droplets fell from his dark hair, running down his broad shoulders, onto his muscular back, and then to the tub, causing a splash. There was a wet wheelchair nearby.
The moment she opened the door, the man looked up sharply. His dark eyes flashed a blade-like chill. He glared at the stunned Natalia standing at the door. "Who let you in? Get out!" His voice was deep and icy, filled with anger and arrogance.
Natalia lifted her eyes, and her brows furrowed slightly. "Well... they sent me in to take care of you," she said, preparing to turn off the shower.
"Get out!" The icy voice echoed once again in the steam-filled bathroom, full of rage and on the brink of explosion.
Under his fierce anger, Natalia had no choice but to leave the bathroom and close the door.
The man in the tub leaped up, quickly grabbed a bathrobe and jumped onto the wheelchair. The whole process took less than five seconds.
Just as Natalia heard the sound of the man getting up, the glass door was already being opened. A man, neatly dressed in a bathrobe, sat in the wheelchair. In just three seconds, he had rolled up to her. His hand fiercely gripped her throat, and his enraged expression was like that of a devil ready to tear her apart.
Natalia stared in horror at the ferocious man. She gripped his iron-like hand tightly. “Don’t… they sent me in to take care of you."
Magnus glared at the girl, her face was turning red, and her breath was growing weaker. Her blue eyes stared blankly at him, followed by two tears rolling down.
Magnus' eyes darkened, and he slowly released his grip. His wheelchair was tall, and Natalia, standing next to him, was only slightly taller.
The moment her neck was freed, she began to cough violently. Because she coughed too hard, she fell. Stumbling, she fell into Magnus' arms. After having been choked, she had no strength. As she fell, she instinctively put her hands out, and they landed between the man's legs.
Seeing her fall, Magnus tried to push her away but didn't expect her hands to land where they did. He took in a sharp breath, and his brows furrowed tightly. "Three seconds. Disappear!"
Feeling the heat where her hands were, Natalia realized something was wrong and quickly withdrew them. Instead, she propped herself up on his thighs. The heat and hardness of his thighs made her feel a thumping sensation in her palMa'am, frightened, used all her strength to push herself up.
"This... isn't my fault, who asked you to choke me!" She quickly stood up, looking into the man's dark eyes, which held a hint of murderous intent.
Then, the man gripped her chin. "What? Are you already longing for a man? You can't wait, even though you've just been married? Huh?"
Their faces were close, and their breaths were intermingling. Natalia suddenly noticed the man's ears turning pink. The anger in his eyes was replaced by embarrassment and restraint. He pushed the girl away. "Don't try any tricks with me! Get out!" He then rolled away in his wheelchair.
Natalia touched her neck and quickly left the study. This man was too dangerous! Could he have known that she wasn't her sister? That must’ve been why he was so cold to her.
Didn't he snatch her sister from his brother? He should have liked her sister, but why did he look at her with such hatred? If he knew she was a substitute, would he have been more aggressive? He might even kill her!
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