The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 502

Hector threw up his hands in defense with a sheepish grin on his face. "Come on, I'm just trying to make things easier for you. Watching you waddle around with that baby bump—it kills me | can't do more. And hey, if you're calling yourself a little piggy, what does that make me? The Big Bad Wolf? And would our baby be a tiny piglet?"

His words sent the three of them into a fit of laughter, filling the room with joy and warmth. Natalia noticed that Hector had changed so much. Bianca playfully punched Hector on the shoulder. "If only you could carry this baby for a while, then | could catch a break."

Turning to Natalia, who stood by with a gentle smile, Bianca said, "| know you've been super busy lately. Coming here to paint my portrait, really means so much."

"Don't mention it, Bee." Natalia waved her off. "You know Hector and | go way back, and in my heart, you're like the sister | never had. Sketching a portrait is no biggie. Let's not take it as a grand gesture, okay?"

Natalia gestured toward the door. "The weather's perfect today. How about we take this painting session outside?"

"That sounds wonderful, thank you so much," Bianca replied, her earlier worries melting away like ice cream on a hot summer day.

She knew about Hector's past crush on Natalia and had harbored her own secret adoration for Hector. Bianca embraced the opportunity and was willing to step in as Natalia's double.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

After the wedding, Hector showered Bianca with affection, treating her like a precious gem. Yet, a tiny seed of doubt lingered in Bianca's heart. Perhaps it was the impending arrival of the baby that made her greedy, craving sole possession of Hector's love.

Bianca feared that one day Hector might grow tired of her, and his affections would return to Natalia, causing Natalia to become a part of their lives.

But these were baseless fears—Hector adored Bianca, and Natalia truly saw her as a sister.

With these comforting thoughts, Bianca's face lit up with a radiant smile. She took Natalia's hand, saying sincerely, "Let's do it, sis. Let's get that painting done outside."

Hector was quick to follow, protective as a bodyguard, ensuring Bianca wouldn't stumble on anything.

Soon, they were outside, where the sun shone brilliantly, and the lush green grass basked in the gentle rays. Natalia had initially intended to paint a solo maternity portrait of Bianca.

But seeing Hector at home, an idea sparked in her mind—to capture them together in a family portrait.

After sharing her idea and receiving enthusiastic approval from the couple, Natalia set up her easel in a picturesque spot and got to work.

The afternoon light was perfect, casting a glow on the handsome Hector and radiant, expectant Bianca. Their happiness filled the canvas.

As Natalia witnessed Hector's tender gaze on Bianca, her heart swelled with joy for his found happiness.

Feeling inspired, Natalia’s brush danced across the canvas, swiftly capturing the enviable scene before her—Hector’s loving arm around Bianca, his hand resting protectively over hers on her belly.

As Bianca beamed with a sweet smile, Natalia’s artistic fervor immortalized their affectionate pose. “Okay, Bee, time to sit down and rest. You've been on your feet for too long," Natalia said as she packed away her brushes.

Bianca eagerly approached the easel, and upon seeing the portrait, she beamed. "Natalia, it's so lifelike! It's as if you've captured the real us."

Natalia chuckled softly. "It's nothing compared to the real thing. But as long as you like it, that's what matters. Seems my skills are still sharp.”

Hector joined them and admired the portrait, clearly impressed. "Incredible, Natalia. You've got talent that could rival the masters! | used to enjoy painting too, but I've pretty much forgotten everything by now!"

“Alright, you two, enough with the flattery," Natalia teased. Turning to Bianca, she asked, "So, Bee, that belly's looking pretty ready. The due date must be close, huh?"

Before Bianca could reply, Hector interjected, "Close? She's already there! I've been bugging her to go to the hospital and wait it out, but she insists on staying home until the last minute. It's driving me nuts."

Bianca giggled and stuck her tongue out at Hector, then winced sharply, clutching her swollen belly. "Ow! My stomach, it hurts!"

Hector's face went pale as he rushed to support the wobbling Bianca. "What's wrong, what's wrong? Is it time? Are you going into labor?"

Bianca was in too much pain to speak. Her face was twisted in agony. Natalia, equally alarmed, urged, "Hector, let's get to the hospital now. It looks like the baby's on its way!"

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“Of course, let's move!" Natalia instructed the house staff to prepare everything. They hurried after Hector, eager to ensure Bianca and the baby's safety.

Thank heavens Hector was a tower of strength; otherwise, he surely wouldn't have been able to lift his heavily pregnant wife, Bianca.

With just a few strides, he had Bianca settled in the car, buckled her in, and slammed the accelerator toward the hospital. Following suit, Natalia hopped into her car and trailed behind Hector, both headed to the maternity ward.

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Quickly, a team of nurses in white scrubs arrived with a gurney and whisked Bianca into the delivery room, while Hector was left anxiously pacing outside.

By the time Natalia arrived, Hector was nervously pacing outside the OR. His brow was furrowed, and his hands were clenched tightly, a picture of unease.

Natalia hurried over and whispered words of comfort, "It's going to be alright, Hector. Childbirth is tough, but you've got to trust the doctors, trust Bianca."