The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 531

Natalia couldn't help but beam with pride as compliments about her son filled the room. Her lips curved into a smile as she chuckled softly, "Choosing a name is no trivial matter. Don't mind Jonas and his wild suggestions. It's up to you two to come up with something fitting.”

"Mom..." Jonas cast a disgruntled look towards Natalia, upset that his carefully thought-out names weren't getting the seal of approval.

Bianca soothed Jonas with a smile. "Jonas, the names you came up with are awesome. I’ve made up my mind; we'll go with Mateo and Celeste.”

Jonas immediately beamed, proudly glancing at Natalia. "See, Mom? Auntie Bianca loves them!" Bianca and Hector erupted into hearty laughter, filling the living room with joyous sounds.

Hector, seeing Bianca's radiant laughter and the happiness in her eyes, suddenly had an idea. He wanted to take her on a trip. Since their marriage, they hadn't had a honeymoon, nor had they thrown a wedding reception. He felt a pang of guilt and approached Natalia. "Natalia, since you adore the kids so much, would you mind looking after them for a few days? I'd like to take Bianca on a honeymoon!"

His suggestion stunned everyone. Natalia, however, broke into a smile. "Of course."

"No way!" Magnus sprang to his feet, glaring at Hector. "Don't even think about it. Take care of your own kids. My wife doesn't have time to babysit for you!"

Bianca stood up, too, reproaching Hector. "Honey, how can you even suggest that? How could we impose on Natalia with our children?"

Natalia couldn't help but laugh as she stood up and walked over to Hector. "Hector, don't worry. Go and enjoy your time with Bianca. I'll take care of the kids. We have a nanny after all. It's good that Bianca will finally let the kids start eating on their own. They're half a year old now."

"No!" Magnus pulled Natalia into his embrace. "Darling, | won't allow it! The kids will be a nuisance at home, and we..."

Natalia shot him a glance. "How can you be so selfish? Bianca hasn't even set foot outside since the wedding. | love kids, they remind me of our daughter when she was this age."

Her words left everyone speechless, and Jonas promptly offered, "Mom, I'll help you take care of Uncle Hector's kids." "Sure," Natalia said, patting Jonas on the head with a smile.

And so, Hector whisked Bianca away on a whirlwind honeymoon, while Natalia welcomed the children into her home. She took care of Hector's children with meticulous attention, and Magnus, unable to express his frustration, had no choice but to endure. He was waiting for Hector to return, and he’d give Hector a piece of his mind!

Oakwood Manor. Ever since Jonas was released by Anna, she had faced a calamity.

Two days after Jonas’ release, in the middle of a serene afternoon, Johanson figured that having been locked up for days, Jonas would have had his stubbornness thoroughly crushed by now.

With nothing pressing to do, Johanson casually strolled towards the dungeon, imagining Jonas on his knees, begging for mercy, which brought a devilish grin to his face. Filled with anticipation, Johanson arrived at the dungeon's entrance, swung open the gate with a flourish, and stepped inside with a spring in his step.

“Hey! You bastard, are you regretting your choices yet?" Johanson called out, his voice dripping with smugness. But as he entered the cell, his confidence shattered. "Where is he? Where did that little jerk go?!"

Panic set in. The chains were undone, but there was no sign of Jonas. Where could he have escaped to?!

After scouring the cell with no luck, Johanson stormed out, his temper flaring. He rallied all the staff of the manor and demanded, "The boy | had locked up, where did he go!?"

The servants exchanged confused glances, clueless about what Johanson meant. Fuming at their bewilderment, Johanson bellowed, "I'll ask again, where is the boy from the dungeon?! Who let him out?!"

"Sir, we have no idea. We wouldn't dare to disobey your orders," they pleaded. "We're innocent, Sir! We have nothing to do with this!"

The servants were shaking their heads, none daring to confess to freeing Johanson's prisoner.

Johanson's face darkened with malice. "So no one wants to tell the truth, huh? Well then, you can all go without lunch today until someone confesses to setting that boy free! Could he grow wings and fly away?"

Amidst the servants’ growing unrest and the looming threat of punishment, young Anna mustered the courage to step forward. She looked straight into Johanson's fierce eyes and said softly, "Johanson, it was me. | let him go."

"Anna, you!" Johanson was in disbelief. "No, no, Anna. Don't take the blame just to spate pueryohe's' poyishrrent) votre too young to understand the gravity of this. Someone here dared to defy my orders, and we need to find out who it is!” Please read the original content at .

“It's true, Johanson. That night, | had endless nightmares and was feeling

so uneasy. | kept dreaming be pinry face cryi ang fegatid The to save raveaitnce | thought of the young man you had in the dungeon. | gathered all my courage and set him free. He's been gone for two days and left on a fishing boat." Please read the original content at .This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Her confession hung in the air, heavy with the weight of what she had done, leaving Johanson speechless and the servants in awe of her bravery.

Johanson was flabbergasted. Just moments ago, he had thought Anna was taking the fall for someone else, but now it seemed s had iaceeuet t eulpritishp tdugh her fingers! "Anna, how could you—how could you?!" Johanson bellowed, his anger erupting as he kicked over the table in front of him. "Somebody lock her up in the dungeon! Don't let her out until she's learned her lesson!" Please read the original content at .

"But, Sir," one of the servants pleaded, "Miss Anna is just a girl. If she's thrown into the dungeon, it could very well be the end of her! You can't do this!"

"Indeed, Mr. Johanson," another chimed in, "the dungeon is filthy and reeks to high heaven. If Miss Anna is cast into that pit, she'll come out half the person she was—if she comes out at all. You must think this through!"

"Please, forgive Miss Anna just this once," a third servant begged. "She won't make such a foolish mistake again."

The servants were all fond of Anna and couldn't bear the thought of the young girl being tossed into the grim and musty dungeon. They united in their pleas for mercy.