The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

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The maid hurriedly lowered her head, “But Mr. Magnus is not in a wheelchair, and there is no wheelchair when he gets up later.”

Linden knotted his brows, “Get back to your work.”

Once the maid had left, Linden immediately pushed Magnus‘ wheelchair gently towards the room. When he saw the two on the bed, he was taken aback. He quickly set the wheelchair in place and retreated.

After a while, Natalia opened her eyes to see a handsome face in front of her. She was momentarily stunned, recalling the man’s words from the night before, “We’ll have to get used to sharing a room”

She felt a rush of heat to her ears and looked up at the man’s sleeping face. Wasn’t he always an early riser? Why was he still asleep? She studies his smooth skin, his handsome features and his eyes closed with long, thick lashes God, he was even more attractive than most women.

His lips were thin, and some said men with thin lips were heartless. Was he heartless?

Recalling the times he had forcefully kissed her without her consent, she blushed, gently removed his hand, and attempted to slip away. The large hand on her waist tightened abruptly. “My dear, you’ve been staring at me for quite a while now. What are your thoughts?”

Startled, Natalia pushed against his chest to back away. “I wasn’t staring I just wanted to get up.”

With a swift movement, the man pulled her back into his embrace, flipping over to pin her beneath him Natalia let out a surprised yelp. “Magnus, what are you doing?” Why was he on top of her again? Weren’t his legs supposed to be numb?

“Sneak a peek and then run away? What do you think I should do, darling? Maybe we should do something more intimate?” His deep, dark gazes bore into hers.

“I… I’m not your wife. Get off me I’m not ready yet!”

my wife? Then who are you?” His eyes locked onto hers. Natalia froze, lifting her gaze

You re my wife We haven’t done what married couples do.” He intentionally pressed his lower body against

uncertain about what happened that night. Was this man really about to sleep with her? If the man from that night wasn’t him, then how would she tell him she had

a man and a woman should be natural. If you force it when I’m not ready, I…

the woman beneath him. Traumatized? Was she referring to the trauma from that night? He pushed off with his hands and sat up, hopping onto his wheelchair by the bed and sliding out of the bedroom.

quickly got up and ran into the bathroom. Her heart was racing. This man was constantly flirting with her When she didn’t reciprocate, he got angry. Hmph!

his forties, wearing a warm smile. Upon seeing her descend the stairs, he immediately stood up, “Good day, ma’am. I’m Linden, the Andersen family’s loyal butler Mr. Morgan has sent me to fetch you and Mr. Magnus back to the

her a glance, his attention on his tablet. Regardless, since the elders had sent someone to fetch them, she

leaving?”

ahead. We’ll join

nodded at Natalia and exited the living

to the man on the sofa, “Are we really going

Andersen Family Estate tonight and will stay there

deep in thought, “Going back to celebrate Grandpa’s 80th birthday? I have

by my side” He noticed her evasive gaze and a hint of a smile appeared

lips

truth would come out. She didn’t expect it to happen so soon. She knew that once she got to

she got up and went upstairs, the man’s piercing gaze on her. He was thinking, “Natalia, I’m giving you a chance. If you tell me the truth, I can find a way to prevent Grandpa

the girl just went upstairs, leaving Magnus staring coldly

come. There was no escaping it. So just face it head–on. She turned

Magnus wheeled himself into Natalia’s room, “What’s wrong? You’ve been hiding away all day, scared to meet

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