The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 6

Natalia closed her eyes. Hadn’t Morgan claimed to adore Mr. Magnus? Yet here she was, being shipped off to Sapphire Island

No wedding and no ceremony. But then again, she was merely a stand–in, A ceremony would be meaningless anyway.

Was she going to take care of Mr. Magnus? As if he lacked caretakers.

She opened her eyes and glanced at the man in the sult next to her. “Where are we going?”

The suited man replied respectfully. “Ma’am, we’re headed to Sapphire Island. Mr. Magnus requested to skip the wedding and honeymoon, so you’ll be moving directly onto the island.*

Natalia merely nodded. It wasn’t her wedding to begin with Why would she be bothered about the ceremony?

After about an hour, the car finally came to a halt. Natalia opened her eyes to see an endless beach, an island, and a three story mansion surrounded by the sea on three sides, with a forest in the back. The only access was a single road leading to the mansion

The suited chauffeur opened the door for her, and Natalia stepped out, inhaling the fresh, salty air. She looked up to see a lush garden, plants bursting with vibrant colors. She stared blankly at the endless blue sea, the waves lapping at the sand

Her mind suddenly went blank. She was going to live here, in this strange place, for six months!

As she looked up, she saw a line of servants standing at the entrance of the mansion. Five men and five women, standing respectfully, all greeting in unison, “Welcome, Ma’am! We wish you and Mr. Magnus a happy marriage and a lifetime of happiness!”

This display startled Natalia. It felt like a welcoming fit for a king.

luxuriously decorated with neat furniture On the wall

banner!

her, “Ma’am, dinner

when the elevator nearby opened. A middle–aged man pushing

smile, “Ma’am, you

of aloofness, his dark

how unfair it was that such a handsome man was forced to

eyes as pure and beautiful as the sky. He smirked and

his own pace,

her mouth to say something but ultimately followed him to the dining table. She watched as he

She didn’t

that she wasn’t eating. He frowned slightly but didn’t look up

of mild anger, “This is all I have. If you don’t want to eat, you’ll have to stay hungry. Linden, clear the

the

clearing the table. “Wait… I haven’t finished eating yet,” she murmured. She hadn’t said she

as the food was taken away, her stomach growling in protest She had been busy all day and hadn’t had a chance

guest, no, she was his

make the best of it. She couldn’t starve

of the servants and Linden, who were struggling not to laugh,

the balcony, his face expressionless.

nice. She’s pretty and not picky about food. After you left, she ate a lot.” Linden

eyebrows furrowed slightly She hadn’t complained, and she even ate the simple meal he had prepared. He had intentionally arranged for a simple meal to see how she would

and restricted her freedom. She should have thrown a tantrum or gotten angry. She must