The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 8

Hah, he couldn’t even last a day. There he was, just sitting and daydreaming. Magnus‘ handsome face was as dark as the bottom of a pan.

“Send her back to the villa at once!”

“Yes, sir.”

Linden approached the beach. “Ma’am, the master wants you in the study.”

Natalia turned around. Did she have to care for him? Wasn’t he the one who forbade her from entering? Yesterday, she nearly got strangled when she tried to care for him.

“Linden, I thought Mr. Magnus didn’t want me to look after him?”

“Well Ma’am, he is in a bad mood, you better not upset him. You just married into the family, so he hasn’t said anything” Linden looked into Natalia’s azure eyes. Her innocent face didn’t resemble someone with ulterior motives.

“Alright.” Natalia stood up and walked back to the villa, heading straight for the second floor. She gently knocked on the study door

“Come in!”

Natalia pushed the door open and saw a man reviewing documents by his desk.

He was dressed in a dark–toned shirt, lazily leaning on his chair. He looked so elegant and noble, it was mesmerizing, if not for his cold demeanor. “Mr. Magnus, you wanted to see me?” She stood three meters away from the expressionless man, not daring to move any closer. Deep down, she was still bothered by the incident of him suddenly choking her the day before. She could understand his irritation, which was normal for someone who had been confined to a wheelchair for so long.

“What were you doing at the beach? Are you unhappy about marrying into this family? He lifted his sharp gaze, looking straight at Natalia as if trying to see through her.

Mr. Magnus,

any warmth. “Kendra, stop pretending. You’re a spoiled rich girl. What do you want to do? Are you thinking of leaving? Or did Lucius send you to spy

wheelchair forward, reaching her within two seconds. Natalia jumped in surprise. She immediately took a step back, fearing that he might choke her again. His deep, narrow eyes were like a whirlpool, threatening to suck her

you became my wife, and even if you die, it will be on this island.

delicate and enchanting but with a heart possibly more poisonous than a snake’s. He scoffed. “Oh, there’s something else I forgot to tell you. Because of my leg disability, we cannot consummate our marriage. Please get

widow here!”

you in other ways. But in this life, you and

out. Her face was flushing, then paling in turn. She suddenly started feeling pity for this man. What had made him this bitter? Was it not because he

sister?

her sister,” shouldn’t he be happy?

“Mr. Magnus

than willing to take care of you. Since I’ve married you, I won’t have any

“You want to take care of me?” He rolled his wheelchair forward and casually slid open the glass door inside. “Clean up the bathroom in

look at the petite girl standing next to him, a mocking smile on his face. Just how long could she keep up this act? He had done his research on this spoiled rich girl who had lived a life of ease, a life where everything

smiled faintly and nodded in agreement. “Alright, I’ll get to it right

her

The girl was bent over, wiping the

swayed up and down. The covered part of her thighs was vaguely visible under the

how her little hand had touched him down there yesterday, a heat

about this woman. He had never thought about women in all these years. Even though she was his wife, he would not forget that he had married

would make her suffer, and make Lucius wish