The Imposter Bride - Season 3 Episode 96

At this thought, a wave of guilt washed over Magnus. He sniffled, suppressing the sour feeling in his

nose, and said in a low voice, “Honey, if this happens again, chain me up. It’s the only way to ensure I

don’t hurt you, especially you. You know I’d rather die than cause you even a smidge of pain.”

Natalia nodded in tears. “Yes, I know, I know everything. All I hope now is for you to get better soon,

Magnus. Jonas and I can’t live without you. We need you.”

With a tearful smile, Magnus said, “Honey, do I look like a mess right now? I’m sorry you had to see me

at my worst. I promised I’d bring you a lifetime of happiness, but now, I fear I won’t be able to.”

“Don’t say that!” Natalia covered Magnus’ mouth with her hand. “You mustn’t talk like that. You can get

through this, I know you can. The Magnus I know isn’t easily defeated. Remember when you brought

me back from England? You were so assertive. This little addiction is nothing; you’ll pull through.”

Magnus weakly grasped Natalia’s hand and shook his head dejectedly. “Honey, I’m afraid I can’t keep

my promise. I’ve lost my soul this time around and turned into a complete monster. Promise me you’ll

chain me up next time. It’s the only way to prevent me from hurting you. If I end up hurting you while I’m

out of control, I’ll never forgive myself!”

Tears streamed down Natalia’s face as she lay on Magnus, sobbing into his chest. “I won’t chain you

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up! Magnus, you have to fight this! Don’t surrender. Dr. Frankie and James have brought in one of the

top addiction specialists from the States. He can save you, I know he can!”

With trembling hands, Magnus reached out and caressed Natalia’s hair as she also trembled. “Okay,

honey, I’m not scared. I’m the strongest, remember? You just have to promise me that no matter what

happens, you’ll protect yourself first, okay? That’s the only way I won’t feel guilty if I hurt you while I’m

out of control.”

Natalia’s tears soaked Magnus’ chest. “I promise,” she said between sobs. “But you have to promise

me too, you can’t lose hope. You have to beat this addiction. You have to get better soon!”

Magnus’ heart ached like never before. Two tears rolled down his cheeks. He wasn’t sure if he could

beat this addiction, because every time it kicked in, he wished he were dead. This was a promise he

just couldn’t make, not with Natalia, his beloved, in such pain.

The one in agony, leaning on his chest, was his beloved wife, while he could only watch her cry

helplessly. For the first time in his life, Magnus was filled with so much regret that he wished to end his

life immediately.

While Natalia sang softly to Magnus, Dr. Frankie, and James went to the lab to analyze Magnus’ blood

samples. The toxicologist they’d brought back from the States was a man with gray hair and years of

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experience. He worked tirelessly through the night until he’d finally created an antidote.

He handed the antidote over to Dr. Frankie, his most promising student. “This is the best I could do, but

like you, I can’t guarantee it will work.”

James was dumbstruck. “Dr. Frankie, are you joking? You said your mentor was the best toxicologist in

the world, and he’s not sure if the antidote will work?”

Dr. Frankie nodded. “Yes, my mentor is one of the best, but that doesn’t mean he’s the best at mixing

antidotes.”

His mentor chimed in, “That’s right. I’m just a toxicologist, not a miracle worker. The poison Magnus

was given is known as the king of poisons because it can be mixed in hundreds of ways. Change one

little thing, and the antidote changes, too. All we can do now is try this antidote and hope it works.”

James let go of Dr. Frankie’s collar, apologizing for his rashness. “I’m just worried about Magnus,” he

said.

“I know,” Dr. Frankie said, brushing himself off. “We all want Magnus to get better. Let’s go see if the

antidote works.”

When they arrived at the hospital room, they saw Natalia and Magnus in each other’s arms, both

crying. Their hearts ached at the sight. This couple, who had already been through so much, seemed

destined for more hardships.

Natalia was introduced to Dr. Frankie’s mentor, the toxicologist they’d brought back from the States.

Overjoyed, she thanked the man profusely for coming all the way to Japan to help Magnus.

The toxicologist nodded politely. “It’s my pleasure, Mrs. Andersen. Now, let’s see if this antidote works.”

With that, he signaled for Dr. Frankie to administer the antidote. Even if it didn’t cure Magnus, it

wouldn’t harm him either.

Dr. Frankie approached Magnus, who was lucid and calm. “Mr. Andersen,” he said respectfully. “I’m going to give you the antidote now. Don’t be afraid. You’ll be better soon.”

Magnus felt a throbbing pain throughout his body, immobilizing him. He blinked at Dr. Frankie to signal

his willingness to cooperate. “Cut the chit-chat, doc. Just hurry up with the treatment.”

Magnus’ guilt towards this man was profound, as the scars on Dr. Frankie’s face were his doing. He

turned his head away, refusing to meet his gaze.

“Roger that!” Dr. Frankie bent down to search for an appropriate vein, skillfully pushing the antidote into

Magnus’ bloodstream with a syringe. He then looked at him anxiously. “How do you feel? Any

changes?”

Magnus weakly shook his head. “Nothing. I couldn’t even feel the prick of the needle when you injected

it.”

Dr. Frankie pondered for a moment. “The antidote just went in. It may take a while to take effect. Let’s

wait and see.”

Magnus agreed with Dr. Frankie’s assessment, his gaze drifting to James. “James, I want you to chain

me up later. I don’t want to hurt my wife the next time I lose control.”