The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 210

She wouldn’t remember her precious baby, who was taken away far too soon.

With that thought, Natalia’s hand involuntarily caressed her abdomen. The scar there began to throb with a dull pain.

Once, it had nurtured a tiny life, but due to her carelessness, the little one never got to see the colorful world before his time came too soon.

Sigh…

Natalia heaved a long sigh, and a tear trickled down her cheek, for herself and her unfortunate baby.

“Buttercup, if you want to cry, let it out. Seeing you holding back emotions makes me feel worse,” Callum said, using a tissue to gently wipe the tear from her cheek.

From the moment they boarded the plane, Callum had been carefully observing Natalia’s expressions. Callum saw her downcast, almost tearful demeanor, and felt an

overwhelming sense of regret; he wished he had punched that bastard Magnus a couple more times.

Magnus was the one to blame!

Natalia removed her eye mask, and guiltily looked at the bruise on Callum’s face. “Cal, I’m so sorry. Does it hurt?”

burst out laughing. “Not at all. Didn’t you see how I made his jaw fly? If that scumbag ever

nonchalant behavior and felt even more guilty. She knew Callum didn’t want her to worry. He always downplayed things. As for Magnus, there would never be

let anything upset you. Let’s just consider today as having run into a mad dog and, unfortunately, getting bit. Once we reach England, we’ll forget all the unpleasantness.” Callum gazed at Natalia with deep affection. “We agreed before we left, that once we return, we will have a grand wedding. When that time comes, you have to

Natalia, for a moment, couldn’t bear to meet his gaze.

He knew Magnus was the rotten apple spoiling

his feelings. His Buttercup was feeling down, but that was

Callum would patiently wait for his Buttercup to say she wanted to marry

two years weren’t enough, then three years. Even if it took five years, it was okay.

come to England, Callum certainly wouldn’t let him off easily. Callum would definitely

a while before we arrive. You should rest for now,” Callum said, replacing the eye

her any opportunity to reject him. She was his Buttercup, and he wouldn’t allow anyone to covet

running into Magnus at the airport and remembering all those memories,

baby; the pain was too deep. It

if she didn’t remember all this, didn’t return to

was fine, her furrowed brows and sorrowful eyes betrayed her

Magnus had hurt her again. He felt a heart–wrenching pain. He immediately reached out to pull Natalia into his arms, gritting his

returned to England and Callum had finally managed to soothe Natalia’s

settled her mother’s affairs. Then, she would have been able to

forward to their wedding day,

to England, Natalia was constantly in a daze,

Magnus, his heartlessness, and his indifference. She hated his unfaithfulness and hated him for indirectly causing the death of their child! But the more she hated Magnus, the more she recalled