The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 75

She should've known when to fold them rather than hold them, but she couldn't let it go.

She didn't know why; just the thought of another woman hiding in Magnus' heart made her feel uneasy. She didn't want to continue being so close to Magnus anymore.

"Stop pretending. Your face screams, ‘I'm mad.’" Seeing that she wasn't admitting it, Magnus just held her tighter. While talking, he gently showered her face with kisses. His voice was a low murmur. "I was too rough last night, and I hurt you. I'll make it up to you tonight, so stop being mad, okay?"

Hearing Magnus' words, Natalia, who was already blushing, became even more embarrassed. If Magnus weren't holding her so tightly, she would have already run away, cursing him for being a pervert.

She was mad at Magnus, but it wasn't because of that. Magnus, being such a smart guy, must have known this, right? He must have been doing this on purpose!

Natalia's face turned even redder in embarrassment. With a serious tone, she corrected him, "It's not because of that. Stop twisting my words."

Indeed, what Magnus did to her last night did upset her, but that was a different matter. How could Magnus misinterpret her feelings like that?

"Mmm, I know it's not because of that. But, honey, you are mad, very mad." He had merely played a little trick and discovered what was upsetting her, and Magnus couldn't help but laugh. While lowering his head, he gently pecked her lips. Then, in a low voice, he said, "I won't do it again. Don't be mad. I will make it up to you tonight."

She was more sensitive than he imagined. He had merely changed his tone in his study last night, and it had hurt her so much. It seemed wrong to let the past affect their present. The portrait in question was insignificant. During the time when his leg was broken, and he was wallowing in self-pity, that girl had indeed accompanied him for a while. However, the woman in the portrait had left no trace in his heart. He only remembered the incident very clearly. After all, she was the first girl who had ever reached into his heart and had cried heart-wrenchingly over his injured leg.

"Who needs your compensation, you big jerk." Hearing Magnus say this, Natalia realized that she had fallen into his trap again. She clenched her fists in anger and lightly punched his chest. But her face was still as red as an apple. Being held so tightly by Magnus, she really had no way to bring her face back to normal.

"I am bad, but only bad for you, honey. You do like bad boys like me, don't you!" Holding Natalia like this, and seeing her blush like a rose, Magnus couldn't help but feel a little restless. His blood began to boil, and a certain part of him started reacting.

Damn it, every time he was with her, he couldn't control himself, and he wanted her again.

"I don't like you. Stop flattering yourself." Natalia, who was already very shy, felt Magnus' reaction and instantly wanted to find a hole to crawl into. She immediately struggled to jump down.

She thought, "How can this man be thinking about having sex all the time? His friends are still downstairs. How can he... He tormented me for so long last night, isn't he tired?"