The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 53

A single, dismissive phrase from Kendra saw her off, implying that her role as a stand-in was no longer

required. How laughable.

"Sorry to disappoint you Kendra, but Magnus didn't send me away, and I'm not going anywhere. He

requires my care," she responded calmly, despite the storm brewing within her.

Kendra's audacity was baffling. Who did she think she was to dictate Natalia’s life?

"Are you planning on sticking around?" Kendra's anger flared at her words. "Don't forget, I'm Magnus'

legal wife. It's about time you resumed your original place."

Natalia laughed coldly, and her eyes were staring straight at Kendra. "You think I'll marry and leave as

you command? Kendra, I'd already told you on the day I left the Clarkson family that I've repaid my

debt for the fifteen years of upbringing. I owe you nothing now! As for Magnus, you can talk to him. If

he asks me to leave, I will."

Kendra suddenly realized that the young woman before her was no longer the pushover she once was.

She dared to confront her directly. Kendra strode forward and grabbed Natalia's arm. "What did you

just say? You dare to defy me?"

Natalia pulled her arm away. "You've always disliked me, Kendra. I've kept my distance from you, yet

you're still not satisfied. We agreed that our lives would be separate!"

Just as Natalia finished her sentence, Kendra slapped her across her pale face, leaving a distinct

handprint. Natalia tilted her head slightly. Her calm eyes were now flashing coldly at Kendra. "Don't

push your luck, Kendra. I won't obey you anymore."

Kendra stared venomously at Natalia before her, "You're just like your mother, shameless. You're busy

with my man, do you understand? I did you a favor by letting you marry him. Get the hell out of here

before I lose my patience!”

“Who are you telling to leave?” A deep voice echoed from the villa’s doorway, followed by the sound of

a wheelchair sliding into the living room. Magnus, dressed in a suit, sat in the wheelchair.

His icy demeanor was like the chilling wind of October, and his black eyes were piercing Kendra like a

sword.

Both women turned to look at the man sitting in the wheelchair. Despite his seated position, he exuded

an aura of superiority.

Kendra trembled as she saw the wrath in Magnus' face. His gaze was lethal. "Mr. Magnus..."

Magnus retracted his icy gaze and slid his wheelchair next to Natalia, looking at her with concern.

"Come here, let me see."

He took her hand and guided her onto his lap, touching the handprint on her face gently. "Does it hurt?" Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Natalia didn't respond, shaking her head slightly, but as she tried to stand, Magnus held her tightly, and

spoke softly, "I'll get you some ointment later. If anyone ever hits you again, hit them back, no matter

who they are."

Touched by his words, Natalia fought back tears. No one had ever shown her such concern before. Her

eyes welled up as she smiled faintly. "I'm okay, it doesn't hurt."

"You silly girl..." Magnus tightened his hold on her hands.

Kendra watched, seething with jealousy as Magnus treated Natalia with such tenderness. She was his.

Seeing Natalia in his lap felt like a thousand arrows piercing her heart. It was unbearable. She

clenched her fists, and her nails dug into her palms until they bled. But before she could approach

them, Magnus' icy gaze stopped her in her tracks. His look was one of utter disgust.

"Guards!"

Two men in black entered. "Sir?"

"Drag this mad woman out of here!"

"Yes, sir!" The security guards immediately approached Kendra.

Before she could even understand what was happening, she found herself being manhandled. "What

are you doing? I'm the mistress of this house, let me go! Natalia, you shameless wretch, you've stolen

my man..."

"Hold on!" Magnus' cold voice cut her off.

The security guards turned back. "Sir?"

"Stuff her mouth up so she can't spew any more nonsense. And remember, she's not to set foot in this

villa ever again." Magnus' aura was terrifying.

"Yes, sir!"

The sound of slaps and Kendra's screams echoed through the villa, while Natalia stared at Magnus,

her emotions churning.

Magnus held her as he slid to a cabinet, retrieving a first aid kit. He took out some ointment and began

to apply it to her face.

Natalia heard the screams from outside and furrowed her brow, grabbing Magnus' hand. He knew she

wanted to plead for Kendra. This girl was too kind for her own good. After years of being bullied, she

had the chance to fight back with his help, but she was still pleading for mercy.

Magnus sighed, "Remember, from now on, you're my woman, Natalia. No one can bully you except

me." Natalia looked into his dark eyes, at his dominant demeanor, and couldn't help but smile. "So it's

the same if I'm bullied by others or bullied by you."

He leaned down to kiss her, sucking gently on her lips before pressing a soft kiss to her cheek, tenderly

licking the handprint.

"Silly girl, the only time I'll take advantage of you is in bed."

Natalia's body tingled as he kissed her, her face flushing at his words.

Once the guards had thrown Kendra out of Maplewood Manor, the villa fell silent again, and the two of

them sitting close on the couch.

"Why are you back so early? Weren't you supposed to be at the office?" Natalia recalled that he usually

returned late from the office, but he was home by noon today.

As a matter of fact, as soon as Kendra entered the manor, he was informed of a woman visiting his

house. He figured it was Kendra, coming to harass his beloved wife. He immediately had Paul drive

him home. No one was allowed to lay a finger on his woman. Anyone who dared to would pay a price.

"Of course, I've missed you. I came back to see you, only to find out my sweet lady was being bullied."

He was toying with her hand, raising it to his lips and gently biting on her fingertips.

Natalia stiffened, this man was becoming more and more flirtatious. He knew she was shy, yet he

always liked to tease her.

"My lady, I came back to see you. Don't I get a little treat?" His voice was low and husky in her ear.

"What kind of treat?" Natalia looked at him blankly.

"Hmm...something to make me feel good." The man was as thick-skinned as a fortress wall.

Natalia immediately stood up. Her face was flushed and her heart was racing as she said, "Didn't you

feel good enough last night? I'm going to check on dinner. Are you going back to the office after

eating?"