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.

hot pressing against her lower abdomen. Boom! It felt like her brain had exploded. What was he planning? “I… I’m not your wife. Get off me I’m not ready yet!” She blushed as red as an apple, pushing

who are you?” His eyes locked onto hers. Natalia froze, lifting

haven’t done what married couples do.” He intentionally pressed his lower body

still 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

sex between a man and a woman should be

him. Traumatized? Was she referring to the trauma from that night? He pushed off with his hands and sat

the bathroom. Her heart was racing. This man was constantly flirting with her When she didn’t

the sofa. There was another man there, probably in his forties, wearing a warm smile. Upon seeing her descend the stairs, he immediately stood up, “Good day, ma’am. I’m Linden, the

look at Magnus, who hadn’t spared her a glance, his attention on his tablet. Regardless, since the elders had sent someone to fetch them, she couldn’t refuse. That would be seen as a lack of manners on the Clarkson family’s part.

are we leaving?” She asked

his tablet, “You go ahead.

nodded at Natalia and

on the sofa, “Are we really going back?”

his tablet and patted the seat next to him, “Pack your things. We’re going to the Andersen Family Estate tonight and will stay there for three days. Bring what you need. I

to celebrate Grandpa’s

Just stay by my side” He noticed her evasive

lips

to happen so soon. She knew that once she got to the Andersen family’s place,

food, 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

upstairs, leaving Magnus staring coldly at the slowly

What has to come will come. There was no escaping it. So just face

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

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