The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 28

Natalia released Magnus's hand, nodded, and got out of the car to assist him onto his wheelchair. A

servant began to push the wheelchair towards the villa.

"No need," Natalia interjected, taking over from the servant. She pushed Magnus into the courtyard,

where a line of smiling servants greeted her, "Welcome home, Ms. Natalia, we're delighted to see you."

Magnus remained expressionless, while Natalia blushed at the greeting, replying, "Hello, everyone."

The servants were surprised at Natalia's appearance - so young and beautiful. No wonder both of

Magnus and Lucius were smitten with her.

Entering the living room, Natalia immediately saw the old man with gray hair sitting in the adjacent

armchair. He appeared to be in good spirits, despite his hair being gray, and his eyes still shone with a

wise light.

Growing up in the Clarkson family, Natalia was familiar with the formalities. She pushed the wheelchair

towards the old man - Morgan, Magnus' grandfather.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry for not coming sooner," she said, her voice soft and gentle.

Morgan looked at Natalia, dressed in a blue dress and matching cardigan, her long hair cascading over

her shoulders. Her eyes, a clear blue, mirrored the calm and tranquility of a peaceful lake.

Suddenly, Morgan realized she was of mixed heritage. But both Kyler and Addison were local.

Nevertheless, he smiled warmly and extended his hand, "Come, Kendra, let me get a good look at you.

How's life on the island? When you married my grandson, I didn't throw a wedding for you. I'm sorry for

that. But don't worry, what's meant to be yours won't be taken away."

Natalia smiled and walked over to Morgan as she reached out to take his hand in both of hers, "It's fine,

Grandpa. The wedding ceremony is just a formality. I'm doing well and I've grown accustomed to living

on the island."

Morgan chuckled heartily, "Good. Just like a true Clarkson - sensible and smart."

Morgan then pointed to a man and woman seated nearby, "These are your in-laws. You should

recognize them. Do visit more often with Magnus."

Natalia turned and was startled to see Magnus' parents. Lillian, Magnus' mother, had met Kendra

before. She certainly would recognize Kendra.

Upon making eye contact with Lillian, Natalia could feel her blood run cold. Lillian's smirk and

contemptuous gaze said it all - she knew Natalia wasn't Kendra.

Anthony, Magnus' father, smiled, "Kendra, thank you for looking after Magnus."

Natalia straightened up, "Hello."

Lillian responded with a barely concealed sneer, "We appreciate your help. From now on, we'll depend

on you to take care of Magnus."

All this time, Magnus sat silently, watching Natalia's reactions. When she saw Lillian, her panicked

expression confirmed his suspicion - Lillian knew Natalia wasn't Kendra.

He looked at Morgan, "Grandpa, I think it's time for dinner. Kendra is going to help me change."

Morgan responded with a hearty laugh, "Go on, then."

Magnus signaled for Natalia to come over. She walked over and began to push his wheelchair towards

the elevator, heading to the third floor.

Once they were gone, Morgan's smile faded. Lillian stepped forward, as if to say something, but was

stopped by Anthony. Morgan turned away without a word and headed to the second floor.

In his study on the second floor, Morgan pulled out Magnus and Kendra's marriage certificate from a

drawer. The girl in the photo wasn't the Clarkson’s daughter. Who was she?

On the third floor, Natalia pushed Magnus into his bedroom, her heart still pounding. Magnus watched

as Natalia stood in the middle of the room, her face pale. So she was scared now. He wanted to see

how long she could keep up the act, knowing that even his grandpa was starting to suspect something.

Yet, she still wanted to deceive him. This girl had never been honest with him. Fine, let her continue the

charade.

Natalia suddenly turned around, her eyes welling up with tears, "Magnus." Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

The man remained expressionless, "Go change your clothes. It's time for dinner, and my brother Lucius

will be joining us."

Natalia clenched her fists, realizing that Lucius was also coming. Of course, how could she have

forgotten? This was the Andersen Family Estate, Lucius would definitely be here. But by now, she had

nothing to fear. What worried her was that the Andersen family might take their anger out on her father.

She pulled out a change of clothes for Magnus. As she helped him change, he looked up at her, his

eyes full of anticipation. Was he waiting for her to tell the truth? Could it be that he already knew she

wasn't Kendra?

"If you have nothing to say, let's go down for dinner," Magnus said, maneuvering his wheelchair

towards the door.

"Magnus!" Natalia chased after him, her hands gripping the handles of the wheelchair, her eyes filled

with tears, "I'm not your wife. I'm not Kendra." The words slipped out uncontrollably.

She regretted not confessing this to him when they were on the island. Maybe then, he would have

helped her. But now, she was alone and helpless. She realized that the first person she should have

confessed to was Magnus.

Magnus chuckled softly, "What are you talking about? If you're not my wife, then who is? Why are you

acting so strange after meeting Grandpa? Don't worry, you have me."

He reached for her hand, saying, "Let's go, it's all right."

Natalia's delicate hand was led by him towards the elevator. Just as she was about to press the

elevator button, the doors slid open with a soft hum. Lucius stood inside, eyes landing on the couple

outside. Upon making eye contact with Natalia, he was taken aback.

So, this was Kendra's little sister. She was indeed very beautiful, her delicate face and large, ocean-

blue eyes filled with confusion. Her vulnerability was heart-trembling.

She was stunningly beautiful. He had seen countless women in his life, but if he wasn't mistaken, this

girl was even more beautiful than Kendra. She radiated an aura of innocence and purity.

Natalia, on the other hand, was taken aback. This was Lucius. His eyes were sharp and cunning, a

stark contrast to Magnus' deep and calm gaze.

"Lucius, you're back," Magnus interrupted their eye contact.

He took Natalia's hand, "My dear, this is Lucius. You should know each other." He gave a small smile, a

smile that sent a shiver down Lucius' spine.

Lucius quickly regained his composure, looking at Magnus with a mocking smile, "Magnus. Finally

willing to return, huh? I thought you'd keep your wife hidden away on Sapphire Island for the rest of

your life. Who would've thought you'd actually bring her home. Ha, ha, ha..."