The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 313

Dr. Frankie couldn't believe that Magnus was blaming himself for Morgan's death. He quickly attempted to clarify his thoughts, "No, Mr. Magnus, you misunderstood. Morgan's passing was not because of you. Really."

"But how can that be? He saw me in this state. It's no wonder he is gone!" Magnus said, looking up at Dr. Frankie in disbelief.

Dr. Frankie took a deep breath and explained, "Here's what happened. Morgan had a heart attack, but we managed to resuscitate him. But then Lucius distorted the truth about your addiction and spread rumors that you had become a junkie. He seized control of the company during this turmoil. His actions led to a drop in the company's stock, causing shareholders to confront Morgan. The stress of it all caused Morgan's heart condition to flare up again. This time, we couldn't save him."

Magnus closed his eyes. His thin, strong hand clenched into a fist. His heart felt like it had been ripped out. “I'm sorry, Grandfather! It's all my fault! I'm the reason you're gone!”

Magnus opened his eyes, a bloody red hue staining his pupils. “Lucius, well done. I've taken note of all your malicious actions. Just wait for the day of reckoning!”

In this world, Magnus’ grandfather was the one who loved him most. He had raised Magnus with great difficulty, only to pass away in such a tragic manner.

Magnus remembered all of this, and said coldly, "Push me in."

May hurried over and began to push Magnus towards the house. "Jonas is playing the piano right now. He should be finishing soon."

As they approached the house, they could hear the melancholic notes of a piano piece, filled with longing. Magnus' face darkened, and he steered his wheelchair towards Jonas.

Jonas, dressed in a casual suit, sat upright at the grand piano. His small hands were playing the sorrowful but smooth melody.

"Jonas?" Magnus called out softly after the last note had been played.

Jonas turned his head, saw Magnus, and jumped off the leather stool, running towards his father. "Daddy? Are you all better now? That's great!"

As Jonas rushed towards him like a cheerful bird, a smile in his blue eyes. Magnus' heavy heart lightened slightly. He reached out and tousled Jonas' fluffy hair, asking softly, "Have you been a good boy while I was away?"

"Yeah, I have been very good and obedient. I miss you every day. Mommy said you were sick and I shouldn't visit you too much. But I did sneak in one time and talked to you a lot," Jonas said, his small face turning unhappy.

Magnus knew that Jonas had indeed visited him once when he was unconscious. He had heard all the words Jonas had said. Jonas told Magnus to get well soon, saying that if Magnus died, someone else would spend his money, live in his house, bully Natalia, and hit Jonas.

Magnus had heard all of it! He had thought at the time, what a heartless little rascal.

"Daddy, Mommy said she's going to a place very far away, and it will take many years before she can come back. Daddy, do you know where that is?"

Jonas suddenly asked a question, interrupting Magnus' thoughts.cThe adults exchanged glances, finally realizing that Natalia had quietly left.

But even though Magnus was calming Jonas with such composure, his heart was shattered. It took all his strength to suppress the grief in his heart and not let it show in front of Jonas.mAfter all, Jonas was still young and didn't understand the pain of separation. If he thought his mother had just gone to do some work far away, then it was best to let him believe that.

But Magnus didn't know if James and Dr. Frankie could successfully keep his wife in Melfort. They had delayed for so long before figuring out what was happening, and they might have been too late. His wife might have already quietly left.

“No, Natalia, how could you be so heartless?!”

Magnus swallowed all his bitterness, his mind filled with countless thoughts. He had guessed that it was only Belle's threat of his life that could have silently compelled his wife to leave him.

But with Natalia gone, what was the point of living?

“My love, how could you be so blind? Without you, my world is devoid of light. How can I endure another day without you? Am I not just a walking corpse without you?”

Magnus gazed at the sunset, trying to vent all the sorrow inside him. But the more he tried, the more sorrowful he became. His eyes were teary; he wanted to let it all out.

"Daddy, what's wrong?" Jonas sensed Magnus' low spirits. His tiny hands reached up to touch Magnus' chin, trying to cheer him up. "Daddy, Mommy used to say, we need to keep moving forward in life; don't think about anything else. If we keep going, all the unhappy things will be left behind."