The more Natalia blushed, the more relentless Magnus became. He set down the papers in his hand and wheeled his chair over to Natalia. His gaze was direct and unflinching.
Natalia, feeling awkward under his gaze, quickly denied, "It's not like that. Don't read too much into it." All of a sudden, she saw Magnus’ smile as fleeting as a cloud in the sky. His handsome face was even more charming under the sunset outside the yacht.
Natalia's heart started to beat wildly as she walked over to him, saying gently, "Your massage is important. I want your leg to get better soon."
“So that I could accomplish my mission!” She thought but couldn't say it. How could she say something that would sadden him when faced with such a smile?
She knew she was not the one in his heart. Whether she stayed by his side or not, he didn't care. If that was the case, why should she offer her true feelings for a discounted admiration?
"Really?" Magnus looked at Natalia standing there, her clear eyes filled with gentleness, making him infatuated. A myriad of emotions surged in his heart. This girl was his, and he would cherish her.
He reached out and took Natalia's hand, pulling her into his arms. Pressing his forehead against hers, he whispered, "I'm so happy that you care for me, my dear. Once the divorce with Kendra is finalized, I'll marry you right away. From then on, we'll be a legitimate couple, and you'll have to massage me for the rest of your life. I won't allow you to leave no matter what you say."
He feared that she might have mentioned leaving again, so he quickly issued the ultimatum. During his time with Natalia, Magnus had never felt as happy as he did now. So, there was no way he'd let this little joy-bringer leave his side.
As for Kendra, the sight of her disgusted him. If it weren't for his spite against Lucius back then, the thought of him having any relation with Kendra would be unthinkable.
Life was kind to him, having sent Natalia his way.
Natalia sat in Magnus' arms, instantly remembering they were in the hall. "You... How could you do this again? If the servants see, they will laugh." She looked around anxiously, noticing that the servants had hidden out of sight.
"Where are Chase and the others? Have they left?" She had slept for a while, and they were gone.
Magnus murmured a soft, "Hmm," and continued to kiss her cheek one after another.
Natalia knew he was always like this, holding and hugging her inappropriately in public. His legs were in such a state. Couldn't he put in more effort to stand up sooner? Didn't it anger him to be called a cripple by Lucius? Or were his legs not a problem at all and had already healed?
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