The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 148

Once Morgan was settled and stable, Magnus prepared to leave the hospital.

Emerging from the hospital, Magnus was in a foul mood. When he spotted Lillian and Anthony heading towards the hospital, he promptly hopped into his car. He wasn't in the mood for any conversation.

Magnus drove at the highest speed, releasing the pent-up frustration within. He had asked Paul to investigate why Natalia had left for France and was informed that she had gone with Lexi for a comic contest. Knowing that she had checked into a hotel, he secretly arranged for his contacts in France to keep an eye on her.

However, Lexi and Natalia only stayed at the hotel for the morning before heading to Carter's villa to see Sabrina.

Upon hearing this news, Magnus was quick to pick up the phone. "So, my wife is at your villa? Is your woman a friend of my wife?" Carter, who was in a meeting, stepped out upon receiving his call.

He was taken aback by Magnus' statement. "What? Your woman and my woman are friends? Seriously?" Carter chuckled at the coincidental situation. Could it really be that simple?

He knew that Sabrina had indeed went to school in Melfort.

"Of course it's true. Why else would my wife go to your villa?" Magnus, with a darkened expression, lamented that he had been calling Natalia daily, but she always had her phone switched off. It seemed like she was really upset with him.

"We can't be sure. Maybe Natalia came to see me. Maybe she thinks you've been treating her unfairly, and she came to me to let off some steam?" Carter quipped.

Magnus fell silent, and Carter could almost picture his normally stoic face distorted in frustration.

"Well, you better take good care of her. If anything happens to her in France, you will have to answer to me." Magnus warned before hanging up.

Carter chuckled to himself, amused by the situation. Imagining how Magnus must be feeling, being dumped by his wife, Carter was in high spirits. He returned to his meeting, eager to finish up and head back home.

Magnus, knowing that Natalia had gone to Carter's villa, felt somewhat relieved and called off his surveillance. He had been busy these past few days, or else he would have joined her in France for the comic exhibition. He stood alone by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the sun slowly setting. His heart was filled with a deep sense of melancholy.

'Darling, how could you do this to me? How could you leave me alone?'

'Do I really mean nothing to you?'

'Did we really just misunderstand each other?'

'Or have you never loved me at all?'

Filled with turmoil, Magnus picked up his jacket from the chair and left his office. He got into his car and headed towards the Golden Groove.

Once there, he handed the car keys to the valet, and entered the bustling establishment.

It was just past five in the afternoon, and the Golden Groove was already lively. Magnus called both Chase and James. After the recent incident, Chase had immediately called James over to Melfort. He felt that he wouldn't be able to handle Magnus' turbulent mood on his own.

Isabella replied with a sweet smile, "I'm Magnus' friend. I just happened to be passing by and thought I'd visit him."

Noticing how familiar she was with Magnus, the secretary didn't stop her. Isabella gently pushed open the door to Magnus' office. She didn't even knock.

Hearing the crisp sound of high heels approaching, Magnus lifted his head in confusion, looking at Isabella with a puzzled expression. "Isabella, what brings you here?"

He didn't think that he and Isabella had such a close relationship. His eyebrows furrowed as he watched her approach, a smile playing on her lips. He suddenly remembered the lipstick mark she had left on his chest that night, causing a misunderstanding with his wife, and his gaze turned icy.

"I was just passing by, so I thought I'd drop in. Magnus, I brought your favorite pastries from back in the day. I'm not sure if your taste has changed."

Isabella glanced up into Magnus' icy stare, momentarily taken aback, but quickly regained her composure and continued to smile at him, "What's the matter? Are you not happy to see an old friend?"

"I wouldn't say I'm unhappy to see you, Isabella. But what did you do to me that night when I was drunk? I'm sure you remember it quite well." His gaze was piercing.

"Some things aren't meant for you, so don't insist on having them. I still believe the real you is the person you were nine years ago. I'd appreciate it if you didn't come here anymore." His voice was deep and cold, each word dripping with disdain.

Isabella's heart gave a lurch. She looked at the man in front of her, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Magnus, I know I'm not worthy to stand by your side anymore. But you didn't used to treat me like this. I don't dare to hope that you'd treat me like you used to, but at least we could be friends. That year, when you were in despair, I was by your side. We got through that time together, Magnus. Can't we at least be friends now? Why are you being so cruel to me."