The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 309

Magnus couldn't help but chuckle self-deprecatingly, "Last time Jonas visited, he whispered something

to me. He told me I had to hang in there; otherwise, people would spend my money, bully you, and hurt

him. Although his voice was barely audible, I could see the tears he was trying to hide. Since then, I've

been fighting to stay alive. I can't stand the thought of you being hurt or being with someone else!" The

mere thought of his wife with another man after his death made him wish he could take Natalia with

him.

"Yes, we must stay strong. We must keep fighting," Natalia murmured, pouring all her sorrow into those

words.

"Natalia, you've been taking care of me these past few days, and I can see that you've lost weight. But

I'm too selfish to let you leave my side. Am I too possessive?" Magnus asked, as he reached out and

gently touched Natalia's pointed chin.

Natalia shook her head. "No, I've been wanting to lose some weight anyway. Besides, you're the boss.

If you're not going to be bossy, who will?"

"Ah, I forgot about that. I am the boss. The only right thing I've done in my life is to have you, Natalia. If

I had the chance to do it all over again, I would choose the same path," Magnus said, his eyes heavy

with fatigue. "Natalia, I'm feeling tired again. I need some sleep. What a useless man I've become. Stay

with me, will you?"

Natalia held Magnus' frail hand and whispered, "Of course." But only she knew how fleeting that

promise would be.

"Natalia, can you give me a goodnight kiss?" Magnus asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Natalia bent down and planted a soft kiss on his forehead. "Sleep now. You'll feel better when you

wake up."

"Mhmm," Magnus responded faintly, slowly closing his eyes. His strength had already reached its limit,

and the sweet, intoxicating kiss had taken whatever was left of it. The long conversation with Natalia

had drained him completely, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

After a while, Magnus' breathing became steady, and he was lost in a peaceful slumber. Natalia,

however, was left with a heavy heart. Her world was crumbling around her as she faced the imminent

separation. Her eyes were filled with unshed tears. As she stared at the sleeping Magnus, Natalia

managed a bitter smile. She was reluctant to leave him, but she knew she had to.

"Magnus, this time, I’m not leaving you at will. I have been forced to. I must have done something

terrible in my past life to deserve this. To be separated from you time and time again.

“Magnus, you must take care of yourself when I'm gone. Your life is a gift I'm leaving you with. You

better not waste it!”

With a pale face and heavy heart, Natalia knew it was time to say goodbye. She held Magnus' hand,

studied his face, and vowed to keep this memory alive.

Magnus, my love, take care.

"We cried, we laughed, we looked up at the sky with a few stars still shining bright. We sang the song

of time. Only then did we understand why we held each other so tight. I was lucky to meet you, leaving

beautiful memories behind. The wind blew, flowers fell, and tears fell like rain because we didn't want to

part. I was lucky enough to meet you, leaving a promise of ten years. If we meet again, I believe I will

remember you..."

In the middle of the night, Natalia finally stood up, bending down to plant another kiss on Magnus'

forehead. “Magnus, we're parting ways now. Take care!”

With these words in her heart, Natalia left the hospital room without looking back. She needed to leave

immediately so that Isabella would send the antidote.

As Natalia hurriedly walked out of the hospital, she bumped into James. He looked at Natalia, his

expression confused. "Natalia, where are you going?"

Natalia's eyes briefly flickered with panic. She wanted to tell James everything, but she knew that if she

pushed Isabella too hard, she might destroy the antidote in a fit of rage. Then, no one could save

Magnus.

With this thought in mind, Natalia knew she had to stay calm and leave quietly. She forced a smile.

"Oh, I'm just going to fetch some things." Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Do you need a lift?" James kindly offered.

Natalia shook her head. "No, you should stay with Magnus. I'll be fine."

"That's good. Natalia, I'm going to check on Magnus now. Dr. Frankie just called to tell me that you've

found the antidote. Natalia, you're amazing!" James praised sincerely.

Natalia gave a faint smile. "Am I? Maybe..."

"What did you say, Natalia? Can you repeat that? I didn't quite catch it." James hadn't heard what

Natalia had said, so he asked again.

Natalia shook her head. "It's nothing. You should go in. I'm going to fetch some things."

"Alright then, I'll go in then. I've been so busy looking for that witch Belle, I haven't seen Mr. Magnus for

days. I wonder how he's doing. Natalia, be careful on the road, okay? Hurry back." After saying these

words, James strode into the hospital.

Watching James walk away, Natalia silently prayed, “James, please take care of Magnus. I'm counting

on you.”

In the early hours of the morning, Natalia's solitary figure left Melfort, headed for the harbor.

*

As the morning sun lazily rose, its languid rays marked the start of a new day. Dr. Frankie woke up

early that day, hurrying to Magnus' room.

Yesterday, somehow, Natalia managed to get her hands on an antidote that miraculously halted the

rapid deterioration of Magnus' condition. Dr. Frankie tossed and turned all night, and then it hit him -

this wasn't just any potion, it was the real deal! And the only person who could have given Natalia this

antidote had to be the mysteriously vanished Belle.

In retrospect, he regretted letting James leave so early. He should have figured it out and informed him.

Dr. Frankie wasn't convinced that Belle, with all her cunning and schemes, had done this out of the

goodness of her heart. He needed to talk to Natalia, to find out what this sly Belle was really up to.

However, upon reaching the hospital room, he was taken aback to find a woman he didn't recognize

standing there.

Dr. Frankie paused, feeling a twinge of familiarity. After a moment of thought, he realized - wasn't this

Belle, the woman whose face James had been plastered all over town, yet remained nowhere to be

found? What was she doing here? And where was Natalia?