The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 274

"Fine then, I suppose retribution is a necessary part of any misdeed," Natalia conceded to Magnus'

viewpoint. "I hope that Addison has learned her lesson after this ordeal."

"Absolutely. She should be prepared for the consequences if she dares to cross the Andersen family

again. Whatever fate befalls her, she deserves it," Magnus coldly retorted. As he turned to look at

Natalia, his gaze softened. "Honey, are you hungry? Do you want to eat my...?"

Natalia blushed. "You're such a pervert..."

Magnus paused, then chuckled. His playful banter with his wife often led to such delightful

misunderstandings. "Darling, I was just asking if you were hungry. If you are, I could whip up some

pasta for you. I saw a small kitchen here, with pasta. You need soft foods because of your injury,"

Magnus explained, teasing her. "But why are you blushing? Are you having some naughty thoughts

about me?"

Her blush deepened, making Magnus' desire stir. He took her uninjured hand and placed it close to his

groin. "Darling, were you thinking about...you're so hot. You arouse me then condemn me. What am I to

do with you?"

Feeling the warmth under her hand, Natalia realized his intentions. She was awed at his audacity. She

tried to withdraw her hand, but Magnus held it tighter. "Darling, see, it's all your fault. It's thinking about

you."

"Stop it!" Natalia protested, "This is a hospital, and besides, my shoulder is injured..."

Magnus chuckled. "Darling, what are you thinking about? I wasn't suggesting anything inappropriate.

Are you thinking of doing something naughty to me?"

Natalia was rendered speechless by his audacity and his ability to twist her words. What could she say

to this outrageous man who seemed so different from the intimidating CEO she had first met?

Seeing Natalia's flushed face, Magnus couldn't resist giving her a quick kiss before releasing her. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

"Alright, I was just teasing. Are you hungry? Let me prepare something for you. What would you like?"

Natalia breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that Magnus had finally let her be. But she was indeed hungry,

so she quietly replied, "How about seafood pasta?"

"No, you can't have seafood because of your injury. How about I have some chicken soup prepared

and have that instead? Is that okay?" He suggested, waiting for Natalia's reaction.

Natalia nodded before realizing that Magnus was trying to catch her off guard. She looked up at him,

and sure enough, his eyes were full of amusement. "You're so annoying."

Magnus laughed heartily at her flustered state. "Alright, alright. I'll go prepare your food. Just be patient.

I'll be back soon."

With that, he left the room, leaving Natalia wishing she could hide under the covers.

*

In a castle in England.

Lexi, once defiant, now obediently ate her meals and followed a regular schedule. Her health quickly

improved, her complexion was rosy, and she seemed vibrant.

Callum watched her from unseen corners, never daring to confront her. For some reason, this young

girl was constantly disrupting his peace of mind. Especially when they were close, he could hear his

heart race, and there was an embarrassing physical reaction that he couldn't suppress.

These were feelings he never experienced with Natalia. Was he attracted to Lexi’s body? Or was it

because she was his first woman?

Callum was confused and didn't want to understand these feelings. He knew one thing for sure. Every

day, it took a great deal of effort to push Lexi out of his mind.

He must’ve felt guilty for what he did to her. That must’ve been it! Callum convinced himself.

Late at night, a thunderstorm raged outside the castle. Thunder roared across the sky, and the rain

poured heavily. The castle stood tall in the storm, looking somewhat terrifying.

Lexi curled up on her pink princess bed, covered in a blanket, shivering. She wasn't afraid, but being

held captive in this unfamiliar castle made her feel tense. Any small noise reminded her of the horror

movies she had watched.

Footsteps echoed outside her door, sounding eerie in the stormy night. Lexi held her breath, hoping

she was just hearing things.

The door creaked open, and the footsteps slowly approached Lexi's bed. Lexi was a shivering bundle

of nerves, and her mind was inevitably filled with images of serial killers.

Just when she thought she was about to suffocate, she felt a chill as the blanket wrapped around her

was suddenly yanked away.

"Help!"

"What are you afraid of?"

Lexi's terrified pleas and Callum's puzzled queries intermingled, instantly turning the situation into an

awkward one.

"Ha," Callum glanced at Lexi, her face pale and panicked, and couldn't help but chuckle quietly. With

certainty, he said, "You're afraid."

That's when Lexi realized she had made a fool of herself. She had mistaken Callum for a serial killer.

Well, she had been confined for too long and was now suffering from paranoia.

"I, I..."