The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 56

He gently swept the strands of hair from her face, tucking them behind her ear, and affectionately

leaned down to kiss her forehead.

Natalia was at a loss for words. She wasn't his daughter, so why was he treating her like a child?

“Tell me, darling, can you keep up with the schoolwork? It’s been a few months since you’ve been at it.”

Magnus had intended to kiss her, but seeing her apparently wanting to say something, he casually

asked instead.

“Of course, I can. I’m smart, remember?” Natalia responded with a laugh. Her radiant face lit up with

her sparkling blue eyes.

Magnus adored her like this. He lifted her into his lap. “Is that so? You’re that smart?” He chuckled

before leaning in for a kiss.

He spent the whole day at the office thinking about her, wondering how she was managing in school.

He came home before five, not finding her in their quiet villa. He immediately had Linden, their driver,

pick her up from school.

Now she was back, in his arms, and he couldn't resist her, leaning in for another kiss. Her scent

intoxicated him, making his blood rush. His desire was palpable every time he was near her, a feeling

he had never experienced with his first love.

After they broke off the kiss, Natalia melted into his embrace, her blushing face as red as an apple. She

gently pushed him away. “Magnus… I need to talk to you. Please… not like this.”

With his lips trailing down her neck, inhaling her unique scent, he closed his eyes. “Tell me, what is it?”

His voice was laced with desire.

“I can go to and from school by myself. I don’t want to be picked up and dropped off anymore. If my

classmates see…” She pushed him away and sat down on the sofa.

“See what?”

“They might think I’m your… sugar baby!” As soon as Natalia said this, Magnus broke out in a low

chuckle. “Then tell them you’re my wife. That should clear things up.”

“No matter what, I don’t want to be chauffeured.” Her pouting face was adorable, which made Magnus'

heart flutter.

“Alright, you can go to school by yourself,” he said, running his fingers through her hair.

“I'm going to France tomorrow. You’ll be fine here. Linden will take care of you at home, so you don’t

have to come with me this time,” Magnus spoke casually.

“Let Linden go with you. I can take care of myself. You need Linden more than I do.”

“I’ll be fine with just Paul. Remember, after school, come straight home. Don’t wander around, okay?”

He had important business to handle. Having just taken over the company, there were many things he

needed to deal with personally. He wanted to bring over a team of professionals from France. Facing

hostility from his peers, he needed to cultivate his own team. Lucius was hell-bent on dethroning him,

so he couldn't let his guard down.

“You’ll be gone for a week?” Natalia didn't say more. She knew he would arrange everything for her. It

was pointless to worry.

“Yeah, I’ll try to get back as soon as possible, a week at the most. Darling, are you going to miss me?”

He teased, leaning his handsome face close to hers.

“…No, just take care of yourself. You should let Linden go with you.” Natalia was always concerned, as Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Linden had become habitual in taking care of him.

“No worries, darling, let's have dinner. After that, help me pack. My flight is at seven tomorrow

morning.”

“Alright.”

That night, Magnus showered Natalia with all the affection he could muster. He wanted to take her with

him, realizing he couldn’t do without her, emotionally or physically.

Out of breath, he held her in his arms. Her body was damp with perspiration. “Darling, do you feel

good?”

Natalia was tongue-tied and too embarrassed to respond.

“I’m leaving tomorrow, and it will be a while before I see you again. Behave yourself, darling. Wait for

me,” he whispered, kissing her hair.

“Mhm…” Natalia was too tired to keep her eyes open. She fell asleep, only to be awakened in the

middle of the night by him thrusting into her again.

Natalia was speechless. Wasn't this man supposed to be physically impaired? Why was he so virile, it

was frightening.

Still half-asleep, she felt him carrying her into the bathroom. She blinked, thinking she was dreaming.

But soon, she fell back into a deep slumber.

The next day, Natalia woke up to find that Magnus had already left for France. He had left a message

on her phone. [Darling, I've left.]

Jumping out of bed, she realized she was too sore to move. She had wanted to see him off at the

airport but hadn't had the chance. Well, Magnus was despicable, having exhausted her to the point of

complete fatigue the previous night.

At eight, Natalia went to school, but as soon as she entered the school gates, she felt a pair of eyes on

her.

She turned around to find Hector standing behind her, staring at her blankly. Her mouth hung open as

she took in his haggard appearance. His hair was a mess, and his clothes were disheveled, looking like

a street thug. He slowly walked up to her. His eyes were bloodshot and lips were cracked. “Natalia… is

that you?”

“Yes, Hector, are you okay?” Natalia felt tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at him.

“Is it really you? Natalia… I'm not okay.” He suddenly threw his arms around Natalia, holding her tightly.

“Nat, where have you been? You have no idea how hard I’ve searched for you. You're finally back.”

Hector held Natalia as if she were a lost child who had finally found her mother.

Natalia tried to push him away, but Hector immediately let go of her, taking her hand and leading her

out of the school. “Nat, come with me. I need to talk to you.”

She was flabbergasted. Shouldn't she be in class? But this gave her a chance to clarify things, to let

him know she couldn't promise him anything anymore.

Hector led Natalia out of the school gates, where his car was still parked. He walked over, opened the

car door, asked the driver to take a taxi home, and decided to drive himself.

“Mr. Cood, your father is waiting for you at home. You have a flight at two in the afternoon.” The driver

reminded him.

“Go home and tell my father that I'm not going to America for the time being. I'll wait until after

graduation.”

After saying this, he pulled Natalia into the car, started it, and drove away, leaving the Cood family

driver standing there, shaking his head, and chuckling.

Hector drove straight to the seaside with Natalia. On the sandy beach, he slammed on the brakes,

unbuckled his seatbelt, and turned to look at Natalia with an intense gaze.

"Natalia, you're really back, it's really you. Let me take a good look at you. God, how I've missed you,

Natalia." His eyes, worn and haunted, glistened with unshed tears.

A sharp pang of pain struck Natalia's heart. After all, Hector was the first boy she had ever fallen for.

Back then, he was like a ray of sunshine in her life, illuminating her otherwise dull world.