The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 246

Without a second thought, Magnus abandoned his affairs in Melfort to Chase and hopped on the next Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

flight back to France.

After a thorough interrogation of the villa's servants, he deduced that Natalia had likely snuck off back

to England, so he didn't hesitate to follow her there.

Well, if she was playing hard to get, he was willing to play harder to track her down!

Initially, he was fuming when he arrived. He wanted to have a word with his runaway wife, demanding

an explanation as to why she could just leave him behind with their child, but when he arrived at her

doorstep, all his anger evaporated into thin air. And what surprised him even more was hearing

Natalia's words for himself. All his worries had been for nothing. She viewed Callum as nothing more

than her brother. This was a huge relief and made his painstaking journey all worth the while.

With that, he was in such a good mood that he didn't even mind his son’s comment about his grumpy

moods. All he wanted to do was pull Natalia into his arms and express his longing for her.

Faced with Magnus' imposing figure, Natalia felt a pang of unease. She tried to shrink back into the

couch, hoping to conceal herself. Noticing Natalia's small gestures, Magnus couldn't help but grin. No

matter what she did, she easily caught his eye and made him fall for her even harder.

"Um, so, uh, why are you here?" Natalia stuttered out as a greeting, instantly regretting her words.

God, why was she so clumsy? Wasn't this just inviting Magnus to reprimand her?

Sure enough, Magnus chuckled knowingly. "I'm here to find my runaway wife and child. If I didn’t find

you here, where else would I go?"

Natalia felt a bit embarrassed as she had indeed left France secretly with Jonas. She knew she was in

the wrong.

Lexi, who didn't want to be the third wheel, stood up nonchalantly, picked up her bag, and said, "Oh my,

I don't want to be the glaring light bulb here. I've finally made it to England, and I want to make the

most of it. I'll leave you three alone."

Natalia was afraid of being left alone with Magnus once Lexi was gone. She quickly got up as well. "I'll

go too."

Lexi pushed her back, disdainfully saying, "What are you leaving for? I'm going to find myself a

handsome British husband; don't get in my way."

With that, Lexi left Natalia's apartment, waving her hand, and saying, "Don't forget to leave the door

unlocked for me if you guys decide to go out. I don't want to sleep on the streets."

"I think you'd better not come back. Go sleep with some handsome Brit!" Natalia teased, feeling a bit

betrayed by Lexi's refusal to stay and help.

"Fine then, don't get jealous later, bye!" Lexi waved and left, secretly praying for Natalia, hoping she

would finally straighten out her feelings.

Once Lexi was gone, the atmosphere in the room became a bit tense. Natalia tried to make herself as

small as possible, hoping to avoid Magnus' intense gaze.

But things didn't go as she hoped. Not only did Magnus not keep his distance, but he also shamelessly

moved even closer to her.

Natalia was very anxious. Every time Magnus moved closer, she would shift away, resulting in a slow,

silent dance on the couch, which left Jonas dumbfounded. Having dummy parents was quite a helpless

situation!

Natalia moved a bit more toward the edge of the couch, trying to maintain a safe distance from

Magnus. Unfortunately, all her actions were in vain. Anything that caught Mr. Andersen's attention was

bound to be caught.

"Careful!" Magnus stretched out his long arm, and with a swift move, scooped Natalia into his arms,

and whispered into her ear, "Were you planning on falling off the couch?"

Seeing the scene unfolding before him, Jonas screamed internally and decided to find a cooler place to

hang out instead of being the third wheel.

Magnus held Natalia tightly in his arms. Her face was burning with embarrassment. Even her voice

didn't sound like her own, completely lacking any confidence. "Let me go. Please let me go."

"I won't. If I do, you'll definitely run away again." Magnus didn't let go, but instead moved even closer,

brushing his lips past Natalia's ear. Waves of heat washed over her.

Natalia felt like her ears were about to burn off. She covered them with her hands, pleading softly,

"Jonas is still here. Don't do this..."

"Huh, he has already run off to another room," Magnus whispered enticingly into Natalia's ear. "Wifey,

we've only been apart for two days, and I've missed you so much that I can't eat or sleep. Have you

missed me too?"

Natalia didn't know where Magnus had learned his sweet nothings from, but hearing them made her

heart flutter involuntarily. "Stop. I'm not your wife."

Magnus squinted his eyes, leaning in to smell the scent lingering on Natalia's neck. "Really? Are you

sure?"

Afraid that her heart would fall for him again, Natalia struggled out of Magnus' arms. "Magnus, I've told

you many times. There's nothing between us anymore."

"Oh? Then who do you have something with? Natalia, I heard it myself. You only have a brotherly love

for Callum."

"Yes, Callum and I indeed have a brother-sister relationship. But, that doesn't mean I want to continue

what I had with you. Don’t misunderstand me, please." Natalia didn't hesitate to pour cold water on

Magnus.

However, her cup of cold water clearly wasn't cold enough because Magnus didn't get mad, but

laughed instead. “Darling, it’s okay. You can be even harsher. I like it.”

Magnus was certain that after all these years, she and Callum had nothing going on, and his wife still

fully belonged to him. He was so happy he felt like he was floating.

Seeing Magnus' shameless expression, Natalia felt like hitting a pile of cotton. Yes, she was completely

helpless against the thick-skinned Magnus.

Was she supposed to let him have his way? No, she couldn’t go down that old road again, couldn’t

leave herself battered and bruised, and couldn’t linger!

With that thought, Natalia's face regained its aloof coolness. She pointed a single finger towards the

door. "Magnus, if you're here to see our son, you're always welcome. But if you're here to ruffle my

feathers again, don't blame me for showing you the door."

Magnus cracked a grin, "Natalia, I didn't come to ruffle your feathers. This is just my instinctual

response to you."

Alright then, Natalia let out a sigh that seemed to reach the sky. She'd never won a debate with

Magnus.