The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 76

Gently, with his large hand, he brushed aside the strap of her gown, slowly pressing his lips against

hers. Eventually, he found her hand, which was clenched tightly to the bedsheet, and interlaced their

fingers. He kissed her delicately, slowly, allowing her to adjust before they became one.

Natalia was nervous and anxious. Downstairs, Magnus’ friends were waiting for him. Yet, here they

were, locked in this intimate moment.

It drove Magnus to the edge of madness. The intoxicating sensation and the overwhelming desire

made it hard for him to keep his control. Then he remembered the previous night, and how his actions

might have hurt Natalia, even if just a little, so he reined in his desire, treating her gently, caressingly.

Magnus had said it would only be once, and he was a man of his word. But just this once had left

Natalia exhausted, devoid of any strength. She couldn't even remember her promise to give him a

massage. As soon as he finished, she slipped into a deep sleep.

"Oh, I come back from France and Magnus just left us here, staring at each other. When did I become

so unimportant in his eyes?" Carter, waiting in the living room for Magnus to join them, couldn't help but

complain.

Originally, Magnus had planned to marry Kendra, Lucius' woman. His friends were vehemently against

it. They didn’t want Magnus to sacrifice his happiness for revenge. But as fate would have it, it wasn’t

the lowly Kendra who was sent, but this captivating beauty who stole Magnus' heart.

After so many years of avoiding women and despising them, it seemed Magnus had truly fallen this

time.

Hearing Carter's complaints, James laughed, raising his eyebrows in amusement. "Magnus has a

sweetheart now. If he still remembers to hang out with you, that would be a real surprise. I suggest you

head back to France soon, find a woman you like, and stop focusing on Magnus."

The one who had the closest relationship with Magnus among the brothers was Carter. He was the

most introspective of them, and Magnus had taken care of him since they were young, leading to a NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

strong bond between them.

Both Carter and Magnus were not fond of women. A woman had once broken Carter's heart, leaving a

deep scar, while Magnus had been consumed by hatred for so many years, that he didn't have the time

or the interest to waste on women. This shared aversion to women had created a bond between them,

so deep and understanding that others might have misunderstood it.

However, when Carter heard James' words, he glared at him, clearly unhappy. "Do you think Magnus is

like you, choosing lust over friendship? Have you ever counted how many women you've been with?

Be careful, you might catch something."

"You...you're becoming more and more hurtful. Are you really cursing me to get sick? You are just like

Magnus." James was at a loss for words, especially considering his reputation with women was well-

known.

He looked at Chase, who was sitting quietly next to him. "Chase, are you going to just sit there and let

Carter bully me like this?"

Chase gave him a glance. "With the way you carry on, are you afraid of being bullied? What my Carter

said is not wrong. The girls who shared your bed could form an army in Europe. Are you afraid of being

called out?"

When it came to James' call for help, Chase casually dismissed it. He looked at his brother and said

slowly, "Carter is right. You should be careful. If you catch some nasty disease, don't say you're our

brother."

"You guys..." James was at a loss for words, being attacked by Carter and Chase one after the other.

The frustration was indescribable.

After a while, he finally thought of a way to fight back. He looked at Carter, who was sitting there

smugly and said, "Oh, Carter, I heard that the arranged marriage set by your grandfather is about to

take place. Which one of you brothers is going to jump into the fire pit?"

The Cliff family were military men, with Carter and Chase being no exception. While their family turned

a blind eye to their careers, they insisted on having a say in their marriages. The only weakness James

could poke at was the arranged marriage set up by their grandfather five years ago.

Apparently, the agreement was for Carter to marry, but a few months after the engagement, the girl

died in a car accident. Carter thought that would be the end of it, as he didn't like arranged marriages in

the first place. But to honor their grandfather's promise, they decided to let the girl's sister get married

to him. Carter was so upset about the situation that he returned to Melfort.

James laughed. "The grandfather of the Cliff family surely is a man of his word. So, which one of you

brothers is going to marry the girl?"

Carter and Chase, who were just laughing a moment ago, suddenly looked serious. Especially Carter,

his handsome face fell, and his brows knitted together.

Finally, Chase sighed in relief and said gleefully, "Grandpa has already said, it's Carter who's going to

marry her. She has already gone to France. Carter, you're so lucky, haha..."

"Slam!" Carter, already in a bad mood, was sipping his coffee. Hearing Chase's words, he slammed his

mug onto the coffee table. With a dark expression, he retorted, "If you're so remorseful, why don't you

go tell Grandfather that you want to marry that Shaw girl?"

He had no interest in marrying that stranger. His grandfather and Grandpa Shaw had gone as far as

sending her to France, right into his villa. If it weren't for his fear of upsetting his grandfather, he would

have kicked her out long ago. Why else would he go through the trouble of hiding back home?

But Carter's little tantrum wasn't going to scare Chase, who had the audacity of a lion. Chase

deliberately said, "I wanted to tell Grandfather to let me marry her, but his word is law. He had already

promised Grandpa Shaw that the girl would come to our family. So, Chase, you might as well accept

your fate."