The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 8

Hah, he couldn’t even last a day. There he was, just sitting and daydreaming. Magnus‘ handsome face was as dark as the bottom of a pan.

“Send her back to the villa at once!”

“Yes, sir.”

Linden approached the beach. “Ma’am, the master wants you in the study.”

Natalia turned around. Did she have to care for him? Wasn’t he the one who forbade her from entering? Yesterday, she nearly got strangled when she tried to care for him.

“Linden, I thought Mr. Magnus didn’t want me to look after him?”

“Well Ma’am, he is in a bad mood, you better not upset him. You just married into the family, so he hasn’t said anything” Linden looked into Natalia’s azure eyes. Her innocent face didn’t resemble someone with ulterior motives.

“Alright.” Natalia stood up and walked back to the villa, heading straight for the second floor. She gently knocked on the study door

“Come in!”

Natalia pushed the door open and saw a man reviewing documents by his desk.

He was dressed in a dark–toned shirt, lazily leaning on his chair. He looked so elegant and noble, it was mesmerizing, if not for his cold demeanor. “Mr. Magnus, you wanted to see me?” She stood three meters away from the expressionless man, not daring to move any closer. Deep down, she was still bothered by the incident of him suddenly choking her the day before. She could understand his irritation, which was normal for someone who had been confined to a wheelchair for so long.

“What were you doing at the beach? Are you unhappy about marrying into this family? He lifted his sharp gaze, looking straight at Natalia as if trying to see through her.

and decided to take a walk. Mr. Magnus, you can assign me some tasks. I can do anything! It would

a spoiled rich girl. What do you want to do? Are you thinking

took a step back, fearing that he might choke her again. His deep, narrow eyes were like a whirlpool, threatening to suck her in.

planning, it won’t happen. From the moment we got married yesterday, you became my wife, and even if you die, it will be on this island. As for being

was so delicate and enchanting but with a heart possibly more poisonous than a snake’s. He scoffed. “Oh, there’s something else I forgot to tell you. Because of my leg disability, we cannot consummate our

widow here!”

in other ways. But in this life, you and your thoughts can never leave this island So stop playing the victim, no one here will pity you!”

words he spat out. Her face was flushing, then paling in turn. She suddenly started feeling pity for this man. What had made him

sister?

had won her sister,” shouldn’t he be happy?

“Mr. Magnus

won’t have

at her big, clear eyes and her bewildered expression. He swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue. “You want to take care of me?” He rolled his wheelchair forward and casually slid open the glass

on this spoiled rich girl who had lived a life of ease, a life where everything was handed to her on a silver platter. After asking her to clean the bathroom and tidy up the bedroom, he wondered if she would throw

agreement. “Alright, I’ll get

her own, picked up a

he gently rolled his wheelchair to the bathroom to check on her. The girl was bent over, wiping the sink with a towel.

two slender legs stood straight, and as she wiped, the skirt swayed up and down. The covered part of her thighs was vaguely visible under the skirt Magnus was stunned, and there was

around and rolled his wheelchair away. Thinking about how her little hand had touched him down there yesterday,

in all these years. Even though she was his wife, he would not forget that he had

suffer, and make Lucius wish