The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 8

Hah, he couldn't even last a day. There he was, just sitting and daydreaming. Magnus' handsome face was as dark as the bottom of a pan.

"Send her back to the villa at once!"

"Yes, sir."

Linden approached the beach. "Ma'am, the master wants you in the study."

Natalia turned around. Did she have to care for him? Wasn't he the one who forbade her from entering? Yesterday, she nearly got strangled when she tried to care for him.

"Linden, I thought Mr. Magnus didn’t want me to look after him?"

"Well... Ma'am, he is in a bad mood, you better not upset him. You just married into the family, so he hasn't said anything." Linden looked into Natalia's azure eyes. Her innocent face didn't resemble someone with ulterior motives.

"Alright." Natalia stood up and walked back to the villa, heading straight for the second floor. She gently knocked on the study door.

"Come in!"

Natalia pushed the door open and saw a man reviewing documents by his desk.

He was dressed in a dark-toned shirt, lazily leaning on his chair. He looked so elegant and noble, it was mesmerizing, if not for his cold demeanor.

"Mr. Magnus, you wanted to see me?" She stood three meters away from the expressionless man, not daring to move any closer. Deep down, she was still bothered by the incident of him suddenly choking her the day before. She could understand his irritation, which was normal for someone who had been confined to a wheelchair for so long.

"What were you doing at the beach? Are you unhappy about marrying into this family?" He lifted his sharp gaze, looking straight at Natalia as if trying to see through her.

Natalia shook her head. "No, I was just bored and decided to take a walk. Mr. Magnus, you can assign me some tasks. I can do anything! It would also help kill time."

The man's icy gaze didn't show any warmth. "Kendra, stop pretending. You're a spoiled rich girl. What do you want to do? Are you thinking of leaving? Or did Lucius send you to spy on me?"

He suddenly rolled his wheelchair forward, reaching her within two seconds. Natalia jumped in surprise. She immediately took a step back, fearing that he might choke her again. His deep, narrow eyes were like a whirlpool, threatening to suck her in.

"Whatever you're planning, it won't happen. From the moment we got married yesterday, you became my wife, and even if you die, it will be on this island. As for being with Lucius again, you'll have to wait for the next life!"

He was staring intently at her petite face. It was so delicate and enchanting but with a heart possibly more poisonous than a snake's. He scoffed. "Oh, there's something else I forgot to tell you. Because of my leg disability, we cannot consummate our marriage. Please get used to living like a widow here!"

His face suddenly turned terrifying, as the words of humiliation were spilling out of his mouth. "If you're really desperate, I can satisfy you in other ways. But in this life, you and your thoughts can never leave this island. So stop playing the victim, no one here will pity you!"

Natalia stared blankly at the man's rapidly changing expressions, digesting the harsh words he spat out. Her face was flushing, then paling in turn. She suddenly started feeling pity for this man. What had made him this bitter? Was it not because he and his brother were fighting over her sister?

Now Magnus had won “her sister," shouldn't he be happy?