The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 13

“That’s not necessarily true. If you keep working on your physical therapy, you’ll be able to stand again. You can’t give up!” Natalia blurted, forgetting she was still sitting on Magnus‘ lap. If she could help his legs recover, that would be ideal, because even if he found out she wasn’t his sister, he would forgive her, wouldn’t he?

“Do you want me to stand up? Afraid I’ll fight your beloved one for the family fortune? Magnus looked at her coldly

Natalia noticed his sudden icy demeanor and realized she was still sitting on his lap. a position that could have been misinterpreted. She hastily stood up. “Of course, i want you to stand up. Even if you have to fight Mr Lucius for the family fortune, you need a healthy body, don’t you? I read about it in this book. If you diligently do physical therapy, there will come a day when you’ll be able to stand again”

Natalia finished her sentence and handed Magnus the cup of tea from the table

After a sip of tea, Magnus left the study room in his wheelchair. Natalia sighed and picked up her book to continue reading on the balcony.

After a while, Linden came to call her for lunch. When she went downstairs, she saw the table full of food. “Where is Mr. Magnus?”

Linden replied, “He went out He’ll be back tonight”

Natalia was surprised. “Then all this food is going to be wasted. Let’s all eat together.”

This was the habit of the wealthy They would throw away the leftovers after the first meal.

After lunch, Natalia spent the entire afternoon reading. She ate a little bit in the evening and went back to her room to continue reading.

chair, engrossed in the book about massage techniques. The night was quiet, and Magnus hadn’t returned yet Natalia, tired

and looked at the quiet villa. He walked

face. He paused in front of Natalia’s room, staring at the door handle. He gently pushed

on the light, he stepped in, and by the moonlight, he noticed the absence of Natalia on the bed.

his mask, he saw Natalia sleeping on

she was reading in the morning. Her long hair cascaded down the back of the chair. Under the moonlight, her smooth face beautifully contrasted against her dark hair, making Magnus hold his breath. He took the

seeing her sleeping so peacefully, he felt a slight stir in

all Even if she was pretending, she couldn’t fake it so well. Perhaps their family feud shouldn’t involve women. She was just a pawn, and it wasn’t her fault that she fell for a man. The mistake was that the man happened to

Under the moonlight, her face was as dazzling as stars, exuding a soft beauty. He sighed, tucked her in, and left

next morning, Magnus was still groggy when he felt something moving on his leg. He

hands slowly massaging

wasn’t even awake, and she was touching his legs.

stronger than yesterday. The sensation was like an electric current spreading through his

so it wouldn’t wake him up. She just wanted to do something to help him. If it could make his legs a bit better, even if it meant massaging his legs every day,

to give you a massage I didn’t mean to disturb you:

covered with fine fuzz. The sunlight from the pentagonal window directly shone on

of the bed and into his wheelchair. He glided towards the bathroom. At

held no anger, just a calm expression. He elegantly

by

while, the sound of water stopped, and the bathroom door

Chapter 15