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?”

His eyes were bloodshot, and his handsome face looked haggard,

slowing her pace.

he? She wasn’t even

the man from behind rushed over, grabbing

did her heart ache at the sight of him? His weathered face

man, and she certainly didn’t understand why he suddenly rushed over, grabbed her, and called her

couldn’t break free

pain–filled eyes, she turned to

the man who had been holding her to the ground.

the ground quickly picked himself up, and when he saw Callum, his heart filled with even more pain, spreading throughout his body. So, Magnus‘ wife had been rescued by this British man

Magnus, who had just returned from

was sure that he hadn’t always been this size. Even his complexion had changed. It was no longer a healthy flush, but a pallid,

searched her mind for any information about this man. Her

deserve to die!” How could he have thought his wife was

for five years. Magnus‘ fist slammed into him with all his

unmatched in combat. The two started fighting right there in the airport lobby. Paul quickly dialed his bodyguard’s

was helpless and couldn’t assist

into the sea? If it weren’t for you, would she have been in a life–or–death situation?

Driving into the

argument in confusion, and her

miscarried. She drove like a madwoman, crashing through

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