The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 272

Bending over, Addison picked up the kitchen knife, her voice bitter and cold. "Natalia, you would have to be dead first! Then I will return him safe and sound to the Andersen family, without a hair on his head harmed!"

Watching Addison, who seemed to have lost her mind, and the heartless Kyler, Natalia began to chuckle. She slowly approached Addison.

Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed the hand that held the knife. Before Addison could react, Natalia snatched the knife from her and tossed it at Kyler's feet.

"You…" Addison was taken aback, never expecting Natalia to fight back, and her wrist began to ache.

Natalia looked at Addison with indifference. "You think you can bully me like you did five years ago?"

In the four years since Callum woke her up, he had taught her many self-defense and grappling techniques in order to strengthen her body. Therefore, Addison couldn't hurt her at all.

Addison panicked, shouting at Kyler, who was standing by the window, "Kyler, you fool, subdue her!"

Just then, Natalia brushed Addison aside, causing her to fall to the floor.

Natalia rushed to the couch and held Jonas. "Jonas, are you okay?"

Panicked, Natalia picked up Jonas and made her way out of the room.

Addison got up from the floor and picked up the knife that was by Kyler's feet. She aimed it at Natalia's back!

"Stop, Addison!" Kyler finally snapped out of his daze, but it was too late. Bright red blood began to flow from Natalia's shoulder.

At that moment, the door was kicked open, and Magnus saw Natalia holding Jonas, a knife lodged in her shoulder.

"Honey!" Magnus shouted.

With a loud thud, Addison was kicked by Magnus and flew back, crashing into the living room wall and rebounding onto the TV.

Policemen flooded in from outside, subduing Kyler and Addison on the floor.

Magnus' eyes were bloodshot. Holding Jonas with one hand and supporting the pale-faced Natalia with the other, he said, "Hold on, Honey. I'll take you to the hospital right away!"

Paul hurriedly took the unconscious Jonas. Magnus picked up Natalia and rushed to his car, heading straight for the hospital.

Kyler's house was in chaos after Magnus left. Several policemen surrounded Addison. "You're Addison? You're suspected of kidnapping. Come with us!"

Addison got up from the floor, clutching her aching head. "What? Kidnapping? When did I kidnap anyone?"

The police officer put handcuffs on Addison. "You know what you did. Save your explanations for the police station!"

"My wife's been stabbed in the shoulder, and she's bleeding. Please treat her immediately. She can't be harmed any further," Magnus urged, laying Natalia on a hospital bed.

After a quick examination, the doctors confirmed that Natalia had been stabbed in the shoulder, but the wound wasn't deep. It could be bandaged and healed quickly.

As emergency room doctors, they saw countless critical patients every day. However, they had never seen someone who had merely been injured in the shoulder screaming for help.

Even though the emergency room doctor was internally grumbling, he had to maintain a respectful demeanor since Magnus was his boss. "Mr. Andersen, Mrs. Andersen has only suffered minor external injuries. After we stitch her up and apply some ointment, she'll be fine in no time."

"Minor injuries? She's lost so much blood, are you blind? Why hasn't she woken up?" Magnus roared at the doctor.

The doctor, feeling a headache coming on, silently lowered his head. After a moment, he said, "Mr. Andersen, Mrs. Andersen is fine. She's just a bit faint from the sight of her blood."

"Well, what are you waiting for then? Treat her right away! If anything happens to her, you'll all be out of jobs!" Magnus shouted. His usual refined demeanor was nowhere to be seen.

The doctor was speechless, thinking to himself, “Well, what can you do when he's the boss; you can't afford to offend him.”

None of the doctors dared to say anything. After all, in Melfort, Magnus was infamous for his ruthlessness. He could make even the mayor leave town, let alone a mere doctor.

The doctors carried on with their work – cleaning the wound, stitching it up, and applying ointment.