The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 261

When Morgan saw Natalia this time, he wisely decided not to give her a hard time, to avoid rousing the

rebel spirit in Magnus and getting himself thrown out.

Hearing Morgan's complaints, Magnus just raised his eyebrows dismissively. "It's not as bad as you

make it out to be. As long as you aren’t hostile to my wife, you're welcome to visit Jonas anytime."

Natalia tugged at Magnus, thinking he was being far too disrespectful to his own grandfather. Although

Morgan had once kidnapped her child and caused her to nearly drown at sea, she had decided not to

hold it against him because he was Magnus' grandfather.

Now that Magnus was being so rude, Natalia tried to smooth things over. "Grandpa, Magnus didn't

mean it that way."

Morgan looked at Natalia standing before him and felt a deep sense of guilt. If he hadn't been so

stubborn back then, perhaps all of this could have been avoided.

Now, Morgan was older and not only had no grandchildren around him, but couldn't even see his great-

grandson. If Morgan could turn back time, he was certain he would never have done such a thing as

kidnapping Jonas. But there are no ifs in life, and since it had happened, he had to accept the

consequences.

Despite his guilt towards Natalia, Morgan would’ve rather died than apologize to her. He nodded

slightly, as if accepting Natalia's form of address, and fell silent for a moment before finally speaking,

"You've had it tough over the years."

Natalia knew that for Morgan to say these words was already a big step. After all, as the former

patriarch of the Andersen family, it was likely that no one had ever made Morgan bow his head.

So, Natalia just shook her head lightly. "I've been okay."

Magnus was pleased to see this exchange. After all these years, it seemed that his grandfather had

finally given up his negative views of his wife. If he had known this would happen, he would have

stayed abroad for a few more years. Maybe then his grandfather would have been the one urging him

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"Grandpa, here's Jonas," Magnus said, stepping forward to reveal the little boy.

Hearing this, Morgan was overjoyed. He knew that Magnus was finally letting his guard down, but

Morgan wasn't so naive as to think that Magnus was simply becoming more obedient with age.

The young man was probably just worried that Morgan would continue to challenge Natalia, and that's

why he was so agreeable.

Humph, was Magnus testing him?

Did Morgan question Magnus’ wife? Morgan was busy, okay? He didn't have time to meddle in their

affairs.

Morgan turned to look at Jonas, who was standing behind Natalia, and waved him over. "Come here,

you're Jonas, right? Come, Great-grandpa will play with you."

Jonas looked up at Natalia, got her approval, and confidently walked over to Morgan. "Hi Great-

grandpa, Yes, I'm Jonas. Nice to meet you."

"Good! " Jonas was well-behaved and sensible, and it brought a smile to Morgan’s face. He pulled

Jonas onto his lap and couldn't stop hugging him.

The little boy's laughter filled the room. "Your beard is tickling me."

"Is it? Hehe, I will shave it all off later." Morgan was completely focused on Jonas, his laughter causing

more wrinkles to form on his face.

This boy was just like his grandson when he was little. Not only was Jonas sweet, but he was quick-

witted, too. If Jonas was raised properly, he would definitely achieve more than his father.

Watching the harmonious scene between the great-grandfather and grandson, Natalia couldn't help but

smile. The saying, "Blood is thicker than water," was definitely true.

Magnus had hidden little Jonas away because of her, and now, with one more person to dote on Jonas,

things were even better.

Magnus was also touched by the scene in front of him and was reminded of his own childhood when

his grandfather had raised him.

His grandfather was right. He was getting old and could pass away at any time. Since he wanted to see

Jonas, why not let him? As long as he stopped plotting against his wife, everything was negotiable.

While Morgan was interacting with Jonas, Magnus took Natalia and headed upstairs. The room was the

same as it had always been, even the furnishings hadn't changed.

Magnus closed the door behind him and said, "My dear, this is the bedroom you used to live in. After

you left, I instructed the housemaids to keep it clean, and await your return."

He walked over to the window and sat down. "In the quiet of the night, I often sat here, looking at the

scenery you used to enjoy, imagining what you felt, and even praying that you could see it too."

Magnus looked at Natalia with deep affection. "My love, now that you're back, I won't have to live the

rest of my life like a walking corpse. Thank you, darling."

Natalia was moved by the affection in Magnus' eyes. This was Magnus, the stubborn Magnus, who

once he decided on something, would stick to it until the end.

Natalia slowly walked to the window, touching the familiar frame, and a picture formed in her mind.

The stars twinkled in the night, and Magnus sitting alone at the window, missing her when he thought

she was long gone.

Such a romantic scene, how could it not move her?

As Natalia turned to say something to Magnus, he kissed her.

"Um..." Natalia made a sound of surprise, feeling Magnus' passion, and was taken aback.

This man, was always so horny...

It was broad daylight, and Morgan and Jonas were downstairs.

Magnus tenderly held Natalia's head, savoring the sweetness of her lips, and pulling her petite frame

closer into his arms.

This delightful woman was his wife, whom he never seemed to get enough of. Whenever he came in

contact with her, his self-control would vanish.

He gently pried her lips apart, wildly exploring every corner of her mouth. Every inch of her was

intoxicatingly fragrant, sweet, and bewitching, making him linger, utterly captivated.

After what felt like an eternity, Magnus finally pulled away from Natalia's lips, and whispered

lightheartedly into her ear.

Natalia felt weak all over from Magnus' kisses, and her toes felt so warm that she could barely stand.

She pouted slightly and protested, "Can't you refrain from being so affectionate, especially in broad

daylight, and when someone might walk in at any moment? It would be so embarrassing if anyone saw

us."

As she spoke, Natalia pointed towards the door, indicating that the housemaid could walk in at any time

to clean the room.