The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 295

Natalias dulcet voice filled the small hospital room, captivating everyone present. James, a sturdy man of steel, found himself shedding tears as he watched the scene unfold Natalia’s voice had elicited tears from everyone in the room.

Against all odds. Magnus, a man known for his volatile temperament, began to calm down. His frantic struggles ceased, and his cries of pain subsided. He simply watched

his beloved Natalia, serenading him with her enchanting voice.

Natalia

His demeanor slowly turned peaceful. The terrifying madness that once consumed him was no longer evident. Those present, witnessing the miraculous unfolding, wiped away their tears and let out a relieved chuckle

They never anticipated Natalia’s melodic voice could subdue the raging Magnus, a feat even a group of strong men failed to accomplish.

“My heart holds an image of your face, etched with longing. The gentle words you spoke, I can’t forget I would trade my life for your eternal happiness I cherish both the pain and solitude From today until forever, my love for you will not change

Her melodious voice still echoed in the room Natalia seemed tireless, singing endlessly for Magnus. She would sing as long as it could ease his suffering

Once Magnus settled, he whispered to

nervously I

Besides, did you not see? Even in his deranged state, Magnus still recognizes Natalia’s voice His

Dr Frankie away, hoping for a successful

hand tightly, never once stopping

still recognized her voice if her voice could ease his pain even slightly, then she wouldn’t mind singing till her throat

enchanting voice filled the room, dusk gradually descended outside Slowly, Magnus closed his eyes, falling into a peaceful sleep. Natalia, her voice

only time he was free from pain. Natalia gently traced Magnus‘ features with her fingertips, studying his smooth forehead, sharp nose, luscious lips, and

get

himself drained of all strength. His head felt heavy as lead Though he’d been in a dazed

had something wrong. Now, he was trapped in this less version of

in pain, looking at Natalia who was finally sleeping at his side. Throughout his

dearly in such a manner? The sight of Natalia’s hand, bitten and torn apart by himself stabbed at

seemed like an eternity, Magnus managed to hold Natalia’s hand. With every ounce of

of it was my fault, Magnus sobbed softly filled with quilt for his deeds wishing to kill himself who committed such

and noticed Magnus had already awoken. Their gaze met, and Natalia saw the guilt, anxiety, remorse,