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Chapter 136

    Chapter 136


    Magnus stared into the void in his arms, a knot of frustration and unease formed in his chest. He had


    taken care of her throughout the night, yet she remained icy towards him.


    He got up and dressed, then he headed straight to work, certain that his wife woulde around


    eventually.


    In the president''s office at Andersen Corporation, Magnus stood by the floor-to-ceiling window,


    watching the sunrise. A sense of unspeakable fatigue washed over him. Natalia hadn''t sent him a


    single text or called him the entire day. His wife was truly upset.


    Natalia, freshly showered and dressed, walked down the stairs. Not seeing Magnus, she knew he


    must''ve gone to work. She grabbed a quick bite and headed out.


    Instead of going to see Lexi, she went to the seaside alone. As she gazed at the vast blue ocean, she


    gently closed her eyes.


    She sat on a rock, staying there until sunset before slowly making her way home.


    When she checked her phone, she let out a bitterugh. Nice. Not a single call from him in a whole


    day. It finally hit her; perhaps a lot of things were never really hers to begin with.


    At the Golden Groove, Chase and James watched as Magnus downed one drink after another. They


    didn''t dare to intervene. “Magnus, did you have a fight with Natalia? You better not, or I might just steal


    her away,” James, always the optimist, joked.


    “Buzz off.” Magnus nced at his phone. His wife hadn''t called or even texted him all day.


    He chuckled. She was genuinely upset. Even though he had exined there was nothing between him


    and Isabe, she remained angry and unforgiving. He had taken care of her all night, and yet she was


    ungrateful. Why couldn''t she understand him, and trust that he love her?


    The dimly lit bar made Magnus dizzy. He couldn''t stand the noise. Just as he was about to leave, a girl


    walked towards him. He mistook her for Natalia and approached her joyfully. “Nat, did youe


    looking for me?”


    “Magnus, you''ve got the wrong person. I''m Isabe.” Isabe stood there, staring wide-eyed at the


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    slightly drunk man in front of her.


    “Isabe, what are you doing here?” He quickly withdrew his hand, furrowing his brow.


    “Magnus, I came here with some friends and saw you. You''re drunk.” Isabe voiced her concern.


    “I''m not drunk. I''m fine. Go back to your friends, I''m leaving.” Magnus turned to leave the bar.


    Chase and James walked over, looking coldly at Isabe. “Isabe, Magnus is a married man. Don''t


    cause him any more trouble,” Chase warned.


    Isabe shed a charming smile. “Chase, Magnus and I have been friends for years. I''m not causing


    him any trouble.”


    Her smile was captivating, but there was no warmth in Chase''s cold gaze. “I hope so.” With that, he


    strode off after Magnus.


    An hour ago, Kendra found Isabe. This woman was constantly monitoring Magnus and Natalia,


    looking for opportunities to cause them unbearable distress. She sought to create various situations to


    break them apart because she didn''t want Natalia to be happy.


    "Isabe, let me tell you some good news. That despicable Natalia just had a fight with Magnus. This


    woman really can''t appreciate kindness and only invites trouble on herself. She''s making Magnus very


    angry. What more does she want? She''s always causing trouble with Magnus. I think he is almost at his


    limit. She really doesn''t know how to appreciate…" Kendra rambled on with a wide grin.


    Isabe smiled and listened without speaking.


    "Kendra, have some water," Isabe handed a ss of water to Kendra. Unexpectedly, but within


    Isabe''s expectations, the water spilled on Kendra''s skirt.


    "Oh no, what a mess. It was my fault. I don''t have any spare clothes for you to change into here."


    Isabe appeared apologetic, but inside, she was quite pleased.


    Kendra, who was quite oblivious, didn''t pick up on this. "It''s okay, Isabe. I''ll go home and change. I''ll


    "I''m sorry, I have to work overtimeter, so I might not be able to go with you. Let''s make ns for


    another day."


    "Okay."


    Isabe would never genuinely be friends with someone like Kendra. She was only using her to gather


    information about Magnus, and surprisingly, Kendra always provided valuable information. Isabe just


    couldn''t stand her. Deliberately sshing water on Kendra was a way to make her leave. She didn''t


    want to spend another second with her.


    Upon hearing the news, Isabe immediately took leave from thepany, went home to change into


    a different outfit, applied exquisite makeup, and waited at the entrance of the Andersen Corporation.


    When she saw Magnusing out, looking deeply concerned, she smiled.


    She followed Magnus into the Golden Groove.


    Isabe just wanted to intentionally create a chance encounter with Magnus. She didn''t believe that by


    frequently appearing in front of him, he wouldn''t take notice.


    Isabe watched the retreating figure of Magnus, a sly smile curling her lips. He was her man, and she


    was determined to win him back.


    Magnus returned straight home from the Golden Groove. It waste when he pushed open the


    bedroom door. The room was pitch dark. When he turned on the light, he saw the bed neatly made.


    She wasn''t home again.


    A surge of anger welled up inside Magnus. He stormed out of the room, convinced that she was


    ying a disappearing act again.


    Just as he was about to grab his phone, he noticed a light in the study. He was slightly taken back.


    Walking over, he pushed open the door.


    Under the dim light, a girl was asleep on the desk. Her sketchpad was filled with her doodles –


    mountains and a single flower growing out of a rock crevice.


    Magnus quietly approached, looking at the painting on the easel. A sudden pang of pain stabbed his


    heart. In radiant mountains, life sprouted in the most unlikely ces.


    Was she in such despair because she had lost faith in everything, or because she had lost trust in him?


    He set down the sketchpad and gently picked up Natalia. She had lost weight, and she felt so light in


    his arms.


    She was not happy. He looked down at the restless girl nestled in his arms, her face pale.


    He gently ced her on the bed, tucking her infortably before grabbing his pajamas and heading


    into the bathroom. After a moment, he returned wearing a bathrobe, lifting the covers to snuggle her


    lean frame tightly against his.


    "Darling, believe me, I love you."


    He closed his eyes, basking in the warmth of the woman in his arms. Natalia remained asleep, finding


    afortable spot against him, her slumber peaceful.


    By the time Natalia woke up the next morning, Magnus was nowhere to be seen on the bed. She


    remembered falling asleep in the study, so how did she end up in bed?


    It must have been Magnus who carried her to bed. It must have been him.


    After freshening up, Natalia went downstairs where May greeted her with a smile. "Madam, Mr. Magnus


    ordered this soup to be made for you. He said you''ve lost weight recently and this should help you


    regain your strength."


    "I''m fine, May. The cold from a few days ago is already gone." She sat at the table as May served her a


    bowl of soup.


    As she slowly savored her soup, a servant entered the room. "Ms. Natalia, Mr. Morgan has arrived."


    Natalia was slightly taken aback. Mr. Morgan? She immediately stood up as she saw Morgan already in


    the entrance hall of the vi.


    Natalia walked over, "Mr. Morgan, how are you doing?"
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