The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 208

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Magnus staggered towards Natalia. “Nat, you’re back at last. I’ve missed you terribly!”

Magnus grabbed her hand. “Nat, let me take you home.” Ignoring his own pain, he tugged at Natalia, ready to leave.

Natalia immediately recoiled, and her glare was piercing Magnus, like a bucket of ice–cold

water.

“Natalia…”

Memories flooded Natalia’s mind, leaving her in turmoil. She gently moved towards Callum, pulled him away from the bodyguards, and wiped the blood from his mouth. “Callum, let’s go!”

Images of Magnus‘ past actions played in her mind, fueling her resentment towards him. She needed to leave, and fast!

As Natalia tugged Callum to leave, the bodyguards quickly surrounded them.

Unable to move, Magnus watched as Natalia and the Englishman walked away. His heart was aching.

He wiped the bloody smear on his lips and threatened Callum, “Callum, get out of here and go back to England. Leave my wife alone! You’re on my turf now. Believe it or not, but I have a hundred ways to make your life hell?”

hair was a mess, and his face was a patchwork of bruises, a sight no less gruesome than

he sneered, pulling Natalia towards the airport’s check–in counter. “Magnus, a real man fights upfront. What are you, a backstabber? I fear

local ruffian causing a scene, were stunned to find their boss

but instead, he found himself in a fight at the airport with another man. This was a scandal that would surely make tomorrow’s headlines. [Shock! Andersen Corporation’s CEO encounters presumed–dead wife and

nervously looked at Mr. Andersen. “Mr. Andersen, what, what

sure he never steps foot here again.” He then

Callum was

have our tickets, and our flight is soon. We won’t be returning to Melfort!” Natalia pulled her hand away. Her cold, emotionless tone made it clear that to

hearing. For the past five years, he had searched tirelessly for

with Callum.

the Englishman and calling him so

many people to search but couldn’t find anything. It turns out his wife was taken away by

his wife was like being a soulless puppet. Only in

couldn’t have imagined that he would meet his wife, whom he thought had already passed away. When he saw her familiar face in the crowd, everything around him became silent and still. In his eyes and in his heart, there was only

more radiant than five years ago, like a blooming rose exuding a mature fragrance. She was still his wife, beautiful as ever, but he himself

worn out.

of the longing, his heart

his way. And now, his wife was speaking to him, but why did her gaze towards him seem

missed her so much. When did such a