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.

decorated with neat furniture On the

banner!

“Ma’am, dinner is

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

“Ma’am, you must be tired I am Linden,

face with a hint of aloofness, his dark

how unfair it was that such a handsome man

pink dress with deep blue eyes as pure and beautiful as

his own pace, ignoring Natalia as if she didn’t exist!

dining table. She watched as he gracefully scooped soup into his bowl and began to

quietly, not eating. She didn’t

slightly but didn’t look up at her. “What,

mild anger, “This is all I

wiping his mouth with a napkin, he left the room, moving straight into the

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

the food was taken away, her stomach growling in protest She had been busy all day and

least she was his guest, no, she was his wife! He

she quickly got up. I’ll eat!” She might as well make the best of it. She couldn’t starve to death,

and Linden, who were struggling not to laugh, she grabbed the food that hadn’t been cleared away and began

face expressionless. “Did she eat?” His low voice echoed in

Ma’am is quite nice. She’s pretty and not picky

for a simple meal to see how she would react. But she didn’t complain and even ate the meal. For a spoiled, arrogant heiress, this was a

a tantrum or gotten angry. She must be putting on a show