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

calm Magnus back onto the bed Once Magnus settled, he

the room, leaving Magnus and Natalia alone James glanced back nervously I

fine. These fits are intermittent it’ll be a while before the next one. Besides, did you not see? Even in his

away, hoping for a successful

held Magnus hand tightly, never

her voice if her voice could ease his pain even slightly,

a peaceful sleep. Natalia, her voice raspy from hours of singing, finally allowed herself a moment of rest

gently traced Magnus‘ features with her fingertips, studying his smooth forehead, sharp nose, luscious lips, and lightly stubbled

get

sit up, only to find himself drained of all strength. His head felt heavy as

that tea, he had turned into a terrifying creature. The tea surely had something wrong. Now, he was trapped in this less version of himself, sometimes lucid, sometimes

wife Magnus eyes narrowed in pain, looking at Natalia who was finally sleeping at his side. Throughout his days of madness, she had been tending to

in such a manner? The sight of Natalia’s hand, bitten and torn apart by himself stabbed at his being. He slowly reached his hand out, he remembered his wife had unchained him. Was she not afraid

Natalia’s hand. With every ounce of energy left, he lifted her hand slightly to see the bandaged wound left by his teeth. The sight of it

All of it was my fault, Magnus sobbed softly filled with quilt for his deeds wishing

Natalia Startled, she lifted her head and noticed Magnus had already awoken. Their gaze met, and Natalia saw the guilt, anxiety, remorse, and empathy in Magnus eyes Without uttering