The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 148

Once Morgan was settled and stable, Magnus prepared to leave the hospital.

Emerging from the hospital, Magnus was in a foul mood. When he spotted Lillian and Anthony heading

towards the hospital, he promptly hopped into his car. He wasn't in the mood for any conversation.

Magnus drove at the highest speed, releasing the pent-up frustration within. He had asked Paul to

investigate why Natalia had left for France and was informed that she had gone with Lexi for a comic

contest. Knowing that she had checked into a hotel, he secretly arranged for his contacts in France to

keep an eye on her.

However, Lexi and Natalia only stayed at the hotel for the morning before heading to Carter's villa to

see Sabrina.

Upon hearing this news, Magnus was quick to pick up the phone. "So, my wife is at your villa? Is your

woman a friend of my wife?" Carter, who was in a meeting, stepped out upon receiving his call.

He was taken aback by Magnus' statement. "What? Your woman and my woman are friends?

Seriously?" Carter chuckled at the coincidental situation. Could it really be that simple?

He knew that Sabrina had indeed went to school in Melfort.

"Of course it's true. Why else would my wife go to your villa?" Magnus, with a darkened expression,

lamented that he had been calling Natalia daily, but she always had her phone switched off. It seemed

like she was really upset with him.

"We can't be sure. Maybe Natalia came to see me. Maybe she thinks you've been treating her unfairly,

and she came to me to let off some steam?" Carter quipped.

Magnus fell silent, and Carter could almost picture his normally stoic face distorted in frustration.

"Well, you better take good care of her. If anything happens to her in France, you will have to answer to

me." Magnus warned before hanging up.

Carter chuckled to himself, amused by the situation. Imagining how Magnus must be feeling, being

dumped by his wife, Carter was in high spirits. He returned to his meeting, eager to finish up and head

back home.

Magnus, knowing that Natalia had gone to Carter's villa, felt somewhat relieved and called off his

surveillance. He had been busy these past few days, or else he would have joined her in France for the

comic exhibition. He stood alone by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the sun slowly setting. His

heart was filled with a deep sense of melancholy.

'Darling, how could you do this to me? How could you leave me alone?'

'Do I really mean nothing to you?'

'Did we really just misunderstand each other?' This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

'Or have you never loved me at all?'

Filled with turmoil, Magnus picked up his jacket from the chair and left his office. He got into his car and

headed towards the Golden Groove.

Once there, he handed the car keys to the valet, and entered the bustling establishment.

It was just past five in the afternoon, and the Golden Groove was already lively. Magnus called both

Chase and James. After the recent incident, Chase had immediately called James over to Melfort. He

felt that he wouldn't be able to handle Magnus' turbulent mood on his own.

Without uttering a word, the three men downed their drinks. "Cheers!"

Chase and James exchanged glances, knowing that Magnus was upset about Natalia leaving for

France. They kept quiet, providing him with silent support while they drank. Before they knew it, they

had downed quite a few drinks.

Unbeknownst to them, a pair of eyes had been watching their every move from behind. The person

spying on Magnus was none other than Isabella, who was desperate to win Magnus back.

She had deliberately left a lipstick mark on Magnus' chest that night, hoping that Natalia would see it

and cause a misunderstanding between them. She firmly believed that no couple was inseparable, and

that if she tried hard enough, she would break them up.

To her surprise, Natalia, the fool, had actually left Magnus and gone to France alone. What a dumbass!

When Kendra had called her about this good news, she could hardly believe it. Only after reading the

news did she confirm that it was true.

This day, she once again lurked outside the Andersen Corporation, following Magnus when he left. She

tailed him to the Golden Groove, watching as he drowned his sorrows in alcohol. She knew he was

thinking about Natalia. It turned out that the girl had become so important to him. He had never shown

such deep affection for her, and the man she had loved for years had no feelings for her. Jealousy and

bitterness spread through her heart. Downing her fruit cocktail in one go, she smirked, 'Natalia, I'm

going to take this man back from you. Just you wait and see.'

After finishing her drink, Isabella quietly left the Golden Groove.

With Magnus in such a poor mood, she didn't want to become his punching bag. Even a chance

encounter required the right timing.

She didn't have to wait long for the 'right timing'. The very next day, she showed up at the Andersen

Corporation.

Magnus, who had some business at the company, had just sat down when Isabella walked in with a

box of pastries. His secretary stopped her, "Miss, who are you looking for?"

Isabella replied with a sweet smile, "I'm Magnus' friend. I just happened to be passing by and thought

I'd visit him."

Noticing how familiar she was with Magnus, the secretary didn't stop her. Isabella gently pushed open

the door to Magnus' office. She didn't even knock.

Hearing the crisp sound of high heels approaching, Magnus lifted his head in confusion, looking at

Isabella with a puzzled expression. "Isabella, what brings you here?"

He didn't think that he and Isabella had such a close relationship. His eyebrows furrowed as he

watched her approach, a smile playing on her lips. He suddenly remembered the lipstick mark she had

left on his chest that night, causing a misunderstanding with his wife, and his gaze turned icy.

"I was just passing by, so I thought I'd drop in. Magnus, I brought your favorite pastries from back in the

day. I'm not sure if your taste has changed."

Isabella glanced up into Magnus' icy stare, momentarily taken aback, but quickly regained her

composure and continued to smile at him, "What's the matter? Are you not happy to see an old friend?"

"I wouldn't say I'm unhappy to see you, Isabella. But what did you do to me that night when I was

drunk? I'm sure you remember it quite well." His gaze was piercing.

"Some things aren't meant for you, so don't insist on having them. I still believe the real you is the

person you were nine years ago. I'd appreciate it if you didn't come here anymore." His voice was deep

and cold, each word dripping with disdain.

Isabella's heart gave a lurch. She looked at the man in front of her, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Magnus, I know I'm not worthy to stand by your side anymore. But you didn't used to treat me like this.

I don't dare to hope that you'd treat me like you used to, but at least we could be friends. That year,

when you were in despair, I was by your side. We got through that time together, Magnus. Can't we at

least be friends now? Why are you being so cruel to me."