The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 178

Having said that, Chase and Carter promptly exited the room. James turned back to look at Magnus,

who was lying in bed with a cast on his leg, and comforted him, "Don't worry too much about Natalia.

What will be will be. You lie here and rest, and remember, you have to listen to Dr. Frankie and

cooperate with the treatment. You can't afford to get hurt again."

After saying this, James nodded at Dr. Frankie and followed suit, leaving the hospital room.

The room quickly became quiet after they left, and Magnus soon fell into a sleep-like state.

True to their word, Chase and Carter spared no resources and cost in their search for Natalia, who had

fallen overboard at sea. They combed the area for three days and even sent divers a thousand meters

out to search the ocean floor. But there was still no sign of Natalia. After half a month of no news, it

seemed impossible that they would find her.

Upon waking, Magnus lay despondently in bed, his expression somewhat vacant. He was sure his wife

couldn't be in danger! He believed she was still alive.

As long as she came back safe, he promised he would never make her angry again. He would agree to

anything she wanted! Even if she insisted on divorcing him and leaving his side, he would try to make it

work.

He silently prayed that his wife would return safely, even if it cost him a leg!

Dr. Frankie cast a glance at Magnus, who was lying quietly on the bed. He was no longer acting out or

shouting, and was just lying there lifelessly, as if he had no interest in anything. He was lost in his world

of longing for Natalia, full of regret.

Dr. Frankie watched him and couldn't help but shake his head. As a doctor, beyond treating his

physical wounds, there was little he could do to console his friend's emotional turmoil. He knew hisNôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

friend's heart all too well. The first time, he watched as Magnus stood up from his wheelchair, enduring

pain unimaginable to most. This time, he watched as Magnus was once again bound to a wheelchair,

and his heart ached for him.

After checking the medical equipment monitoring Magnus' condition, Dr. Frankie cast another

concerned look at his patient before quietly exiting the room. He was just a doctor, after all. Aside from

treating physical ailments, there was little he could do to help his friend's emotional turmoil.

Judging by Magnus' expression, it seemed like he wouldn't last long if they couldn't find his wife.

Magnus stared silently at the ceiling for a long time. His mind was filled with memories of Natalia.

Her little tempers, her occasional moods, the way she pouted, and her subtle frown. Everything was so

beautiful. It was as if she was still by his side, never having left.

“Nat, God bless you. Please, come back soon!” Silently, Magnus prayed in his heart for Natalia's safety.

But he knew deep down that this was extravagant of him. His wife might never come back.

Time passed in Magnus’ silent prayer, and soon several more days had passed.

Magnus sat on the bed, watching the sky darken, and his mood falling along with it. He knew that as

time went on, he would never find his wife again.

Chase and Carter, who Magnus had sent out to find Natalia, still had no news.

As the sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the city lights began to shine, Chase and

Carter once again came to the hospital room. As soon as they pushed open the door to the room,

Magnus lifted his head anxiously. "How is it? Have you found my wife?"

Chase shook his head, telling him the harsh truth, "We hired thirty search and rescue teams, and we've

been searching for three days, but we haven't found Natalia."

Following Chase, Carter came over with a plastic bag in hand. "Magnus, we searched the sea for

several days and only found this."

With that, he brought the plastic bag over to Magnus, revealing a soggy, tattered slipper, "This should

be Natalia's."

Looking at the slipper, Magnus' heart sank to the bottom. It was indeed his wife's slipper. She had left

wearing those slippers. Yes, it was hers.

Only the shoe was found, but not the person. It was all too clear.

Magnus didn't dare to think further, still constantly comforting himself in his heart. "It's impossible, she

must have been saved by someone. She must have!"

Magnus went silent. Chase and Carter knew he was having a hard time, but they didn't know how to

comfort him in this situation.

James came in just then. "That's great, I asked everyone at the beach that day, and finally, someone

told me they saw a girl come up from the west dock after the police left, and then she drove away

quickly."

"What?" Magnus suddenly sat up from the bed and asked loudly, "What did you just say? Say it again!"

James was startled by Magnus' strong reaction and scratched his head a bit awkwardly. “I asked

around at the beach today, and an old man who often picks things up by the sea told me that he saw a

young man pull something out of the sea and then leave hurriedly."

"Damn it, then you said it was a girl who was saved!" Chase glared at James, thinking he was

exaggerating.

James puffed out his chest, refusing to accept the criticism. "That's right, think about it, we've been

searching for Natalia for so long without finding her, so she must have been saved by someone."

He knew that what James said had no basis, but to avoid discouraging Magnus, Chase had no choice

but to go along with it. "Yes, Natalia must have been saved by someone."

Looking at the slipper, Magnus waved weakly at Chase and Carter. “You can go now. I want to be alone

for a while.”

As Magnus was still closing himself off, Chase was the first to speak, “Magnus, you have to think

positively. Natalia will be fine. She might have been saved by someone.”

Magnus didn’t say anything more, and just waved his hand to let them leave. His mind was in chaos

right now, and he wanted some peace. He hoped Chase was right, but he no longer held that hope in

his heart. His wife might never come back.

"Let's head back," Carter suggested, tugging gently at Chase as they made their way out of the room.

He lowered his voice. "He's not in a good mood. Let's give him some space."

The brothers nodded at each other and moved toward the exit. As they opened the door to leave, a

voice echoed from behind them, "Wait."

Carter and Chase halted their steps, turning their heads back towards the bed where Magnus lay. They

were unsure why he had stopped them.

"Keep the search going out on the sea. Don't stop until you find her. Just keep looking," Magnus

rasped, and his voice was straining with evident exhaustion. He closed his eyes. "I need some rest.

Let's have some quiet."

The search was a mere comfort for his restless heart, a beacon of hope that he clung onto each day.

Days slipped by unnoticed in the waiting, in the hope that there would be news of Natalia. However,

with each passing day, the only thing that greeted him was disappointment, over and over again.