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?”

and saw the man holding her. His eyes were bloodshot, and his handsome face looked haggard, but his eyes were

slowing her pace.

The man couldn’t be calling her, could he? She wasn’t even

take another step, the man from behind

didn’t she recognize him? And why did her heart ache at the sight

go…” Natalia began in a soft voice. She didn’t know this man, and she certainly didn’t understand

away but found she couldn’t break free Seeing the mixture of joy,

his pain–filled eyes, she turned

knocking the man who had been holding her to the ground. “Let her

saw Callum, his heart filled with even more pain, spreading throughout his body. So, Magnus‘

Magnus, who had just returned from a business

It was no longer a healthy flush, but a pallid, tired hue. Who was he? Why was he calling her his wife? And

and stunned. She searched her mind for any information about this man. Her subconscious told

wife and hid her for five years. You deserve to die!” How could he have

years. Magnus‘ fist slammed into him with all

royal army and was unmatched in combat. The two started fighting right there in the airport lobby. Paul quickly dialed his bodyguard’s number. For so many years, the CEO hardly spoke to anyone, let alone fought. My God, his wife

didn’t bring any bodyguards. Paul was helpless and

If it weren’t for you, would she have been in

Driving into the

argument in confusion, and her forgotten

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