The Imposter Bride - Season 4 Episode 3

Dr. Frankie and his team of resident doctors fought desperately to save Morgan, but in the end, they

couldn’t bring him back. With a heavy heart, he lowered his eyes and broke the news to Natalia, “I’m

sorry, Natalia. Morgan suffered a heart attack. He didn’t make it. We need to make the necessary

arrangements.”

Natalia staggered back in disbelief as the resident doctors covered Morgan’s body with a pristine white

sheet. She’d just been arguing with Morgan, who was huffing and puffing, waving his walking cane at

her. And now, he was gone. Tears brimmed in Natalia’s eyes. Life was so fragile. And Magnus,

confined by his chains, knew nothing of this. He didn’t know that his beloved grandfather had left him,

and he was still unconscious in his bed.

His condition was deteriorating rapidly. She feared…

No! It couldn’t be!

Natalia pushed the terrifying thought out of her mind as soon as it surfaced. She was just shaken by

Morgan’s death. She couldn’t let herself think like that!

Magnus would be fine. He had to be!

“Ma’am, how should we handle Morgan’s affairs?” Dr. Frankie gently reminded the distraught Natalia

that, as the former CEO of Andersen Corporation, Morgan’s death would certainly send shockwaves

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through Melfort.

Finally, Natalia snapped back to reality and told Dr. Frankie, “I don’t know what to do with Magnus in

this condition. Call Lucius and ask Anthony and Lillian to come back from Europe!”

“Alright,” Dr. Frankie nodded and dialed Lucius’ number. It seemed like the only option now.

When Lucius received Dr. Frankie’s call, he was lounging in his new office chair, with soothing music

playing in the background. He didn’t see Morgan’s sudden death coming. Although Morgan had always

favored Magnus, the news of his death still brought tears to his eyes.

But he quickly composed himself. With Morgan gone and Magnus incapacitated, the Andersen

Corporation was finally his!

As he thought about it, Lucius couldn’t help but laugh. Everything was falling into place!

But he still had to maintain appearances. He quickly notified his parents in Europe and arranged for

Morgan’s body to be brought back from the private hospital. He gave Morgan a grand but discreet

funeral.

By the time Anthony and Lillian arrived, Morgan had already been buried. They berated Magnus,

blaming him for Morgan’s death, and they ridiculed Natalia.

She endured their scorn, not for her own sake, but for Magnus. How could parents be so cruel, blaming

their own son for his dire condition?

With Morgan’s death, the stock prices of Andersen Corporation plummeted. The residents of Melfort,

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who had once had complete faith in the Corporation, began to panic and sell their stocks. Lucius turned

a blind eye to all this. He believed it was just a temporary reaction to the change in leadership. Given

some time, he was confident he could turn things around.

Meanwhile, Natalia was restless in the private hospital. She hadn’t left the hospital in a long time

because Magnus’ ulcers were getting worse, even reaching a necrotic state.

Natalia cleaned Magnus’ wounds daily, not minding the foul smell. She wished she could take his pain

away.

Magnus’ addiction was getting worse. He couldn’t even keep down water and was surviving solely on

intravenous nutrition. He was skin and bones, a far cry from his handsome self.

One day, while Natalia was carefully cleaning Magnus’ wounds, he woke up. Seeing Natalia, who had

become a shadow of her former self, Magnus felt a stabbing pain in his heart. With great effort, he

whispered, “Natalia, leave me. Don’t watch me die like this.”

Natalia’s hand froze, and the basin in her hand clattered to the floor. She never expected Magnus to

wake up, let alone say such things!

Why was he talking about death? She wouldn’t let him die!

Natalia clenched her fist and bit her lip hard to stop herself from crying. “How could you say that?

Magnus, you won’t die. You can’t die! What about me and our child? You promised to grow old with me.

You promised to give Jonas a little sister! How could you break your promises?!”

Magnus listened to Natalia’s accusations, tears rolling down his cheeks. He gathered his strength and

continued, “Natalia, I’m sorry. It seems I won’t be able to keep my promises in this life. I know my body

is failing. I’m nearing my end. But I don’t want you to remember me like this. I want to be the dashing

Magnus in your heart, not this decaying version of me. Natalia, promise me, leave me. Let me die in

peace, with some dignity left.”

Natalia sobbed, her heart aching like never before. Magnus’ words were like a knife, stabbing her heart

with each word. He was talking about his death so calmly! How could he give up on himself?!

No! She wouldn’t allow it! Not on her watch!

“Magnus, listen to me, no matter what you turn into, you can’t leave me,. You can’t abandon me and

Jonas! Magnus, as long as I haven’t given up on you, you absolutely cannot give up on yourself! I’m

going to find Dr. Frankie right now, and he’ll figure out how to heal you. You can’t lose hope. You can’t

despair!”

With tears streaming down her face, Natalia spun on her heel and sprinted towards the pathology lab.

She needed to find Dr. Frankie; she needed him to save Magnus!

Stumbling and staggering, Natalia arrived at the pathology lab, where Dr. Frankie was deep in

discussion with his mentor, poring over what seemed like the umpteenth antidote formula for the toxin

coursing through Magnus’ veins.

They had failed countless times already, yet they hadn’t found the correct antidote. As Magnus’

condition deteriorated, the pressure on them grew exponentially.

“Dr. Frankie, have you found the antidote yet? I beg you, take my life if you have to. Take my blood if it

would help! All I ask is for him to survive!” Natalia sobbed uncontrollably, dreading the sight of Dr.

Frankie shaking his head in defeat.