The Imposter Bride - Season 3 Episode 100

Dr. Frankie and a few doctors rushed over to assist Magnus, who had fallen unconscious with his eyes

tightly shut.

Natalia clumsily rose from the floor, her mind consumed by Magnus’ condition. Her voice trembled as

she questioned Dr. Frankie, “Has Magnus… has he fainted again?”

After settling Magnus on the hospital bed and conducting a brief examination, Dr. Frankie shook his

head and said, “Ma’am, Mr. Andersen just had a fit because of withdrawal symptoms. Now that he has

passed out, he doesn’t have the strength to fight it anymore. You know, after this long struggle, his

body is already on the verge of collapse.”

Touching Magnus’ disheveled hair, Natalia’s heart ached terribly. The once vibrant Magnus now looked

so helpless, all because of that damned drug-laced tea.

“Ma’am, I think it would be better to restrain Mr. Andersen. This way, when his addiction flares up

again, he won’t harm himself or others,” Dr. Frankie whispered.

Reluctantly, Natalia nodded. “Alright, be careful with him. Don’t let him get hurt.”

Dr. Frankie signaled, and the other doctors brought in the chains they had prepared earlier. Unable to

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bear the sight of the shiny, cold chains, Natalia turned away, her gaze falling on the setting sun outside

the window. How much longer would this ordeal last? She felt like she was about to break.

Meanwhile, chaos erupted at Andersen Corporation due to Magnus’ prolonged absence, which

unsettled the major shareholders.

Whenever they tried to contact Magnus, they were met with a stammering Natalia, which only

increased their suspicions. For their own interests, the shareholders decided to approach Lucius.

Lucius, who had been lying low for fear of Magnus discovering his misdeeds, saw an opportunity when

the shareholders came to him. After assuring them of his commitment to resolving the issue and

indulging them with some lavish entertainment, Lucius began his investigation.

Soon, his subordinates reported that Magnus’ absence was due to a serious illness. However, the

nature of the illness was unknown due to tight information control.

To uncover the truth about Magnus’ condition, Lucius decided to visit Morgan. As he entered Morgan’s

mansion, Lucius was met with a cold snort, “What brings you here? I don’t want to see you.”

By now, Morgan knew about Lucius’ past misdeeds and was disgusted by him, even considering

kicking him out.

Desperate, Lucius feigned tears. “Grandpa, I know I was wrong. But I’ve come to see you about

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something important. It’s about Magnus… he’s sick.”

Morgan, who was enjoying tea in the courtyard, was so shocked that he dropped his cup. “What?

Magnus is sick? What’s wrong with him?”

“Yes, Grandpa. He’s currently in our private hospital. If you don’t believe me, you can come and see for

yourself,” Lucius said with a smile hidden underneath his feigned concern.

Hastily, Morgan headed towards the hospital, “Let’s go!”

With a satisfied grin, Lucius followed Morgan, hoping that Magnus would never recover from his illness.

When Morgan and Lucius arrived at the Andersen family’s private hospital, Natalia was unaware of any

of this.

Morgan stormed into the hospital and demanded, “Where is everyone? Show yourselves!”

Just as Dr. Frankie was securing Magnus, he heard Morgan’s familiar voice and groaned inwardly. He

ran out, intending to stop Morgan, only to see him marching towards Magnus’ room.

“Quickly, get Natalia. We can’t let Morgan know about Magnus’ drug problem,” he whispered to a

doctor before hurrying to intercept Morgan.

Dr. Frankie hurriedly walked towards Morgan, “Mr. Morgan, why are you here?”

“Hmph!” Morgan slammed his cane on the ground, “If I hadn’t come, how long were you planning to

keep this secret from me? Speak up, where is Magnus?”

“Well, uh, that…” Dr. Frankie stammered, deliberately lengthening his words to stall for time, secretly

praying that Natalia would hurry over.

Morgan, growing impatient with Dr. Frankie’s stalling, demanded, “Enough with the games, where is

Magnus?”

Just then, Natalia’s voice came from behind Dr. Frankie, “Grandpa? Why are you here?”

Morgan, already displeased with Natalia, was now convinced that she was deliberately hiding Magnus’

condition. His fury was beyond words.

The sound of his cane echoed through the room as he fixed a bitter glare on Natalia. “What? Should I

not be here? Should I wait until you’ve killed my grandson before I show up? Where have you hidden

Magnus? Why didn’t you tell me he was sick?”

Natalia felt the sting of his words, especially given the audience. She knew who was behind this –

Lucius, who followed Morgan like a shadow. The despicable Lucius would surely kick Magnus when he

was down if he knew about his current condition. Regardless, she had to prevent them from seeing

Magnus in his current state.

“Grandpa,” she began, attempting to concoct a believable lie. “Magnus isn’t here. It’s me. I am the one

who is sick, and Dr. Frankie is treating me.”

Her words fell flat. Morgan, weathered by age and life, wasn’t fooled. Through her swollen, teary eyes,

he saw things weren’t as simple as she was making them out to be. His disappointment in Natalia

grew, and he pushed her aside. “Move out of my way! If you don’t let me see Magnus, then I’ll find him

myself! I don’t believe for a second that I can’t find him in this small hospital.”