The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 206

She’s all alone now, so if Cal’s wish was to make her his wife, maybe she could give it a shot. She could try to be a good wife and a good mother.

The car started again, snaking its way through the road.

Callum couldn’t help himself. He was so happy he was laughing uncontrollably all the way. It’s a good thing they weren’t on a main road, otherwise, he’d surely be mistaken for a lunatic and taken away.

Natalia sat quietly in the back of the car, silently observing Callum’s raw expressions of joy. Perhaps being his wife was her final destiny.

Soon enough, Callum drove Natalia to the airport in England,

When they got out of the car, Callum’s staff had already taken care of everything and were waiting at the airport entrance. Tossing his car keys to his assistant, Callum randomly picked six bodyguards in black suits and gestured for them to board the plane with him.

Having gone through all the boarding procedures, Natalia sat quietly by the window, holding her mother’s urn. Callum sat next to her, holding her hand tightly. Despite being in public, he couldn’t contain his joy and greeted everyone who passed by their seats with a beaming smile. Some passengers returned his smile, but others, frightened by his seemingly manic behavior, hurried away.

None of this could dampen his spirits. He even started humming a tune, occasionally tapping his foot to the rhythm.

Callum’s childish behavior quite embarrassing. With all the people on the plane, Natalia tried to make herself as inconspicuous as possible

because

women desired a boyfriend as handsome as Callum. Natalia was too preoccupied with

up speed

of emotions as she found herself

she was returning to bury her mother, but for some reason, there was another unfamiliar voice in her heart, calling her, beckoning her to

and

plane slowly landed at Melfort Airport. Cal and Natalia walked off the plane side by

was gloomy. “Mom, you’re finally back! This is your homeland.

some reason, from the moment she set foot in Melfort, her heart started to race. She didn’t know what was making her anxious; she just

once stayed, so why did it feel so unfamiliar? Her intuition told her that the owner of the voice that often appeared in her dreams lived in

arm around her shoulder. “What’s wrong, Buttercup? Are you feeling

I just feel strange being back here. Let’s go.” She always felt like there was someone in her mind, vague and blurry. Every time she thought about it, Natalia would have

couldn’t remember it, then it was best not to think about

Natalia would remember her past. He wasn’t afraid of Natalia rekindling her old feelings for Magnus, but more

breathing, on the verge of death. In order to get Natalia the best treatment, Callum didn’t even have time to settle scores with Magnus. He

on taking care of Natalia, naturally leaving no time to deal with Magnus. He wished that Natalia would never remember any of it. He wouldn’t put her through that pain

time, he came back to bury Lena with his beloved Buttercup. If they didn’t run into Magnus, it would be for the best. But if they did, he would definitely give him a good beating before settling the score