The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 207

Passengers flying to United Kingdom, please note that your flight is about to take off shortly. Please carry your ID and ticket with you and head to the check–in gate.”

The sweet voice of the airport cabin crew echoed through the airport intercom. Callum gently nudged Natalia. “Buttercup, let’s get going.”

“Uh–huh,” Natalia murmured, nodding her head as she followed Callum towards the check–in counter.

Just then, a tall man emerged from the exit opposite them. His face looked stiff, and his complexion was worn. A man in a suit trailed behind him. Passing by the check–in counter, he glanced at Natalia, who was about to check in and froze. He took in her lavender Italian maxi dress and white trench coat.

The moment she turned around to pull her luggage, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. “My wife!”

Impossible. He closed his eyes. His wife had been dead for five years. How could it be

her?

But when he opened them again, the figure in the lavender dress was there, with her back to him. That shape was etched into his marrow for the past five years, and he couldn’t be

mistaken.

“My wife! My wife!” His voice was hoarse and filled with emotion.

Natalia had barely taken two steps when she heard the urgent calls from behind her. The voice was somewhat strange, yet vagIs it really you? Am I dreaming?”

were bloodshot,

slowing her pace.

couldn’t be calling her, could he? She wasn’t even married. She wasn’t anyone’s “Wife,” so he couldn’t possibly be calling

she could take another step, the man from behind rushed over, grabbing

him? And why did her heart ache at the sight of him? His weathered face pricked every nerve in

Natalia began in a soft voice. She didn’t know this man, and she certainly didn’t understand why he suddenly rushed over, grabbed

tried to pull away but found she couldn’t break

pain–filled eyes, she turned to Callum for help.

Callum threw a punch, knocking the man who had been holding her to the ground. “Let

his body. So, Magnus‘ wife had been rescued

was Magnus, who had just returned from a business trip to

no longer a healthy

men wrestling, feeling helpless and stunned. She searched her mind for any information about this man. Her subconscious told her

and hid her for five years. You deserve to

was hiding Natalia for five years. Magnus‘

right there in the airport lobby. Paul quickly dialed his bodyguard’s number. For so many years, the CEO hardly spoke

was helpless and couldn’t assist Magnus in fighting the British

shame? If it weren’t for you, would Buttercup have ended up driving into the sea? If it weren’t for you, would she have been in a life–or–death situation? How dare you call her your wife after all you’ve done? You killed her, do you

Driving into

confusion, and her forgotten memories

Magnus and Kendra, and then she had miscarried. She drove like a madwoman, crashing through the guardrail of the bridge and plunging into