The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 371

James lowered his head, "She's gone, ran off with Hector."

"What? With Hector? No way, that's not happening!"

He could feel that Natalia still loved him. Her eyes were filled with sorrow the moment she met his

gaze. That was his woman. She couldn't just leave him behind!

Magnus yanked the IV from the back of his hand and leaped from the hospital bed. "I'm going to find

her! I can't let her slip away this time!"

James stood in Magnus' way. "Magnus, man, come on, snap out of it. Natalia... she doesn't love you

anymore. If she did, how could she leave you and little Jonas for over a year without a word?"

"What do you know? She did it for us, remember? That vile vow she was forced to take? That bitch

Belle... I regret not making her suffer more before I ended her!" Magnus spat out with a bloodthirsty

glint in his eyes.

"Magnus, stop kidding yourself. There are plenty of good women out there. Let go of Natalia," James

pleaded earnestly.

Magnus shoved James aside and headed for the door. "Get out of my way. They might be perfect, but

none of them are Natalia! She's the one I want!"

James was shoved aside after helplessly revealing the harsh truth. "Magnus, after you passed out

yesterday, Natalia herself told me she doesn't love you anymore. Now she's engaged to Hector. Would

she leave you on stage and walk away if she loved you?"

Magnus' step faltered at the news, but then he strode towards the door without hesitation. "No, she

can't be engaged, because I'll kill him!" With that, Magnus stormed out of the hospital room without

looking back.

James shook his head and glanced down to see that Magnus had left barefoot; his custom-made

alligator leather shoes were still neatly placed under the bed. Sighing, James picked up the shoes and

chased after Magnus. "Magnus, for heaven's sake, put on your shoes before you go!"

Meanwhile, Hector had taken Natalia back to NH International. He gently set her on the plush sofa in

the reception room and had just turned to pour her a glass of water when he noticed Natalia stirring

awake.

"Waking up? Thirsty? I got you some water," Hector said, helping Natalia sit up and handing her the

water.

Natalia took a few sips. Her frantic emotions were slowly calming down, and she looked at Hector

apologetically. "Hector, I'm so sorry, I messed up the fashion show today. I'm such a mess."

Hector shook his head. "No, the fashion show was a huge success. Just now, my secretary told me

we've received over a hundred orders from around the world."

"Really? That's fantastic." Natalia's cheeks flushed with relief and excitement, giving her a lively glow.

"Yes, Natalia, believe in yourself. No one does it better," Hector said, his eyes full of affirmation.

Natalia's gaze dropped, filled with melancholy. "But I still got thrown off by Magnus so easily. I'm so

weak."

Hector hesitated for a moment, then met Natalia's helpless gaze, and gently suggested, "Natalia, don't

think about that. If you've decided to say goodbye to the past, don't let it trouble you. Running away is

useless. You have to face it bravely to break free."

Natalia looked down. She knew Hector was right, but Magnus was more than a trouble; he was her NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

demon, the one she couldn't escape, hide from, or avoid.

The office phone rang, breaking the silence. Hector answered, "Yes?"

The secretary's flustered voice came through. "Mr. Hector, there's someone here to see you. Security

can't stop him, and he insists on seeing you."

Hector glanced at Natalia, who was visibly anxious, and spoke into the phone, "Alright, I'll be right

there."

Getting up to leave, Natalia asked softly, "Hector, is it him?"

"Yes, I'll go see what he wants, so he doesn't cause a scene here. You know how he is," Hector replied,

then paused at the door to add, "Natalia, running away is useless. You have to face him bravely. And

as for what to choose, ask your heart what it really wants."

As Hector's tall figure disappeared from the office, Natalia slumped onto the sofa, lost in thought. What

did she really want?

Magnus and James barged into NH International's headquarters, brushing past the receptionist's polite

inquiries. Magnus snapped, "Tell Hector to come down here now!"

But Magnus, burning with rage, wasn't about to be stopped by security. As Magnus was about to

bulldoze through the guards, Hector stepped out of the elevator.

Magnus' eyes blazed with fury, and he swung a punch. "Hector, after all these years, you're still not

over it? You dared to take away my wife. You're asking for it!"

Hector never saw it coming. When Magnus swung that hard punch, there was no time to brace, and

Hector staggered, hitting the pavement hard.

"Mr. Hector, we should haul this guy off to the station right away!"

The security guards on duty were taken aback, quickly closing in on Magnus. They were ready to

restrain him and take him to the police.

The boss had spoken, and the guards, now with nothing to do, quickly dispersed, leaving only a fuming

Magnus and a battered Hector by the elevator.

Hector was no longer the weakling of his younger years. He looked at Magnus with an icy detachment,

his eyes filled with estrangement.

"Magnus, that punch was out of respect for you as my cousin. But if you dare to lay hands on me

again, don't expect any mercy."