He then continued, "Darling, I love you, I truly do."
"I... I..." Natalia had been deeply moved by Magnus' promise to give her a home. Upon hearing his proclamation of love, she was overwhelmed, her heart pounding uncontrollably in her chest.
He said he loved her, asked her not to leave him, and promised her a home. These were luxuries she had never dared to dream of. She never imagined that Magnus would confess his love for her. At that moment, she stared at the man before her, as if in a dream.
"You don't have to say it back," Magnus said, smiling tenderly at Natalia's stunned expression. "I believe there will come a day when you'll speak your heart to me."
He leaned down and gently brushed his lips against hers, but it wasn't enough. She tasted so sweet, and it had been so long since he'd kissed her.
Magnus kissed her gently, yet it wasn't enough for him. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply, prying her lips open, and dancing with her tongue. He overwhelmed her, their tongues entwining fiercely.
When he finally released her, Natalia was nearly breathless. Magnus, on the other hand, was still unsatisfied.
Natalia, worried about the wound, went around to his back for a look. She realized that due to Magnus's exertion, the wound was oozing a little blood again.
Natalia frowned, her tone scolding, "I told you not to exert yourself. Now your wound has reopened, and it'll take even longer to heal."
Magnus, with a somewhat aggrieved expression, replied, "But I haven't kissed you in so long, darling, I missed you." Then he took her hand and placed it on his lap, murmuring, "Feel how hard it's been for me."
To her surprise, the deeply affectionate Magnus had turned into a playful pervert. Feeling the heat beneath her hand, Natalia's cheeks flushed bright red. She quickly withdrew her hand, admonishing him, "You're injured and you still want to do that!"
His wound hadn't healed and any exertion could cause it to bleed, worsening his condition. Even now, he was still thinking about sex. Magnus was giving Natalia a headache.
Frustrated, Natalia decided she couldn't stay in the same room with Magnus. So she quickly turned around and fled to the bathroom, her face so red she didn't dare to face anyone.
Meanwhile, Magnus sat on the bed, watching Natalia's flustered retreat. He chuckled softly, "I only tease you, darling."
After Natalia had closed the bathroom door, Magnus slowly got up from the bed and walked a few steps before returning to bed, feeling pent-up.
When Natalia emerged from the bathroom, she walked straight out of the room without giving Magnus a second glance. She instructed a servant, "Prepare some chicken soup for Magnus. His wound has started bleeding again."
The servant nodded in agreement.
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