The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 352

Hector's heart sank as he watched Natalia, knowing she was still pining for Magnus. Yet Magnus was

now with Diana. A man playing two sides would never bring happiness to Natalia, he thought with a

heavy sigh.

Despite his thoughts, Hector didn't mention anything about Magnus. He handed Natalia a glass of

apple juice, softly saying, "Natalia, there's a big flower market happening in the Roman Plaza in a few

days. Would you like to go with me?"

"Thanks." Natalia took the juice, nodding politely to show her gratitude, then asked curiously, "A flower

market?"

"Yes, the entire plaza will be filled with all kinds of flowers. It's really something. Would you like to go

with me?" Hector asked, hoping for her approval.

Natalia had been living here for a while, and this was the first time she'd heard of such an event.

Perhaps it was because she usually stayed home.

Noticing Hector's hopeful expression, Natalia found it hard to refuse his kind invitation, so she

graciously accepted, "Okay, when does it start?"

Hector's face lit up with such joy that he was almost bouncing off the walls! Natalia had agreed to join

him at the flower market. This meant she would surely move on from Magnus.

"Just in a few days." Hector's eyes sparkled, his whole being radiating excitement.

Natalia felt slightly embarrassed. All this time, she hadn't made any promises to Hector. Instead, he

had been the one taking care of her, always mindful of her feelings.

"I promise I'll try to be happy, Hector. You don't have to go out of your way to cheer me up." Natalia

smiled faintly, but only she knew that the cheery smile did not reach her eyes. Her heart was still in a

desolate place.

*

Melfort.

Diana had been working non-stop these past few days, sketching design after design until her desk

was piled high with papers. As a professional designer, she had to admit, these designs were nowhere

near as good as the ones Magnus had appreciated before.

Whenever she realized this, her heart filled with frustration. She refused to accept that she was inferior

to the mysterious designer!

Diana cleared her mind, sat back at her desk, and immersed herself in her work again. Until the night

fell, she had to admit that she hadn't created a design worth praising. The designs she sketched were

visually pleasing, but they lacked soul. They felt hollow and bland, devoid of any substance. With a

sigh, Diana finally acknowledged the gap between her and the mysterious designer.

Feeling defeated, Diana tossed her pencil onto the desk, rubbing her temples as she closed her eyes in

thought. She couldn't just give up. Magnus had said he would give her a chance to stay by his side.

How could she ever gain Magnus' respect if she couldn't even accomplish this simple task?

No matter what, she had to create a design that would captivate Magnus.

After a moment of thought, Diana grabbed her phone and dialed her brother William's number. The call

was quickly connected, and William's impatient voice rang out, "Diana, you finally remembered you

have a brother?"

"William," Diana whined, "Why are you so grumpy? I'm doing this for the company. You didn't even ask

if I'm doing okay here."

William sighed in resignation; he didn't know what to do with his headstrong sister.

"Fine, fine. How's it going over there? Is Mr. Andersen treating you well? Has he made things difficult

for you?" Despite being far away in Rome, he had seen the gossip in the local newspapers, but he

didn't see any affection in Magnus' eyes when he looked at his sister.

"Mr. Andersen's been really nice to me. He even said he wants me to stay with him." Diana bragged.

"Oh, and we've decided on the main products for this season, but we don't have the designs yet. Can

you ask that designer to create a design by tomorrow? It has to be for this season's main product. I'll

email the design requirements to you later!"

"Tomorrow?" William sounded displeased. "Diana, it's already evening there, and it's almost afternoon

here. You want her to create a design in such a short time, is that reasonable?"

William sighed again, "Diana, you're a designer too. Why can't you empathize with others? Every

innovative design is the result of a designer's hard work and time. What you're doing is not only

disrespectful to her, but also to yourself!"

"Alright, alright, William, just go talk to her. I still have to give Mr. Andersen an answer." Diana didn't

want to be lectured, so she urged William to get to work.

"Diana! Why do you always ignore what I'm saying? The company is ours, and we can't rely on others

for everything. We need to improve our own skills. As a fellow designer, you..."

Before William could finish his sentence, Diana impatiently interrupted, "Okay, just go. Mr. Andersen's

here to invite me out. I'll call you later. Remember to hand in the design tomorrow!" All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

With these thoughts, Diana felt a bit better. She tossed her phone aside, waiting for Magnus to come

and take her out to dinner. Magnus had promised to treat her to a meal the night before, and she was

curious when he would show up.