The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 508

In the half-light of dawn, he saw Gabby, bathed in a celestial glow, standing before him, reaching out her hand. "Gabby... my... my baby..." Grant's ashen face suddenly broke into a smile. After struggling to utter these words, he took his last breath, ending a life of sin.

Jonas felt Grant's head grow heavy, and in disbelief, he shook him violently. "Don't die on me! You haven't told me where my sister is! Come on, you bastard, tell me!"

But Grant was breathless, his body growing heavier and sinking into the depths of the sea.

The sounds of the ship's explosion still echoed over the sea. It seemed the military had unleashed their most severe thunderstrike to stop the fugitive.

Jonas slowly resurfaced. The red blaze before his eyes reflected off the sea, the heat unbearable. Around the shattered remains of the ship, dismembered bodies floated, emitting a nauseating stench.

Jonas looked around. The sea was endless. There was nowhere to moor.

After all he had endured, his strength was waning, and his eyelids were growing heavy. He wanted nothing more than to close his eyes and sleep. Jonas pinched himself hard, knowing that if he slept now, he would never wake up again.

No, he had to fight to survive! Those bastards had actually blown up the ship. Didn't they know he was on board? He had exhausted every effort and still hadn't found his missing sister. He couldn't afford to be lost. It would devastate his mom!

With this thought, Jonas, who had felt utterly drained, suddenly found a surge of energy. He swam with all his might, desperate to leave this sea of corpses. Bloodthirsty sharks lurking in the deep would soon be drawn to the scent.

After what felt like an eternity, Jonas spotted a piece of the blasted ship floating on the water. He hurried toward it, climbed aboard, and, feeling exhausted, looked up at the heavy night sky, whispering, "I'm sorry, Mom, | still haven't found her."

He didn't know if he would make it back alive. His small frame clung to the piece of wreckage, adrift on the sea...This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

In Hawaii...

Lately, Natalia had been bombarded with calls from Hector, becoming an impromptu full-time baby consultant.

"Yes, it's fine. Babies cry because they're hungry or tired, not necessarily because they’re sick."

“Right, right, just keep them clean and dry, and they won't look up at you with a crying face."

"Ah, burping after feeding is normal. What? Did he spit on you? Oh, you'll get used to it.”

"Don't worry, even if the baby doesn't sleep all day, they still have more energy than you. Everything's so new to them." "Ah? Do you need me over there again? Alright, I'll be there in a—"

Before Natalia could finish, Magnus, who had been fuming for days over Hector's calls, snatched the phone from her. "Hector, for heaven's sake, you've got four nannies at home. Can't you man up a bit? Stop bothering my wife with every little parenting hiccup. She's busy!"

Magnus barked into the phone and abruptly hung up.

Natalia, somewhat helplessly, looked at the fuming Magnus and said with a good-natured smile, "It's okay. Hector is just inexperienced with babies, so he has a lot of questions."

"A lot of questions?" Magnus disagreed. "More like thousands of them! His calls wake me up in the morning and disturb my meals and my sleep. He even calls during sex! He's relentless. Every one of those nannies at his place has experience. If he keeps this up, | swear I'll go over there and make a scene!"

Natalia found herself at a loss with her hot-tempered husband. "Look at you. He just had twins, so he's understandably anxious. Don't be so petty.”

"Hmph!" Magnus grumbled, sitting on the couch with a pout. "Natalia, Hector is too much! Kgovs Wate sti searahidg Fur daughter, and yet he bothers you every day with trivial questions. Can't he consider your feelings for a moment?" Please read the original content at .

Natalia knew Magnus was just protective of her. "Don't be mad at Hector, okay? Our daughter will turn up eventually. I'm sure of it.”

"No! | can't stand the sight of him acting all proud because he's a father now!" Magnus continued to sulk.

As Natalia was about to say more, the phone, which Magnus had just hung up, rang again. "He's relentless!" Magnus stood up, furious. "I've got to see how shameless this Hector really is!"

As he grabbed the phone and began to shout, his voice dropped, and his face turned grave. "What? You're not Hector? Then who are—"

Whatever was said on the other end made Magnus' voice soften, and his face turn paler. "Alright... yes... we'll be there as soon as we can."

After a brief conversation, Magnus hung up with a troubled look. Natalia, puzzled at first, became concerned as she observed Magnus' expression. "What's wrong?"

Magnus slowly put down the phone. His face turned serious as he turned to Natalia. "Babe, there's some bad news | have to share with you."

Natalia's heart sank. For some reason, her thoughts flew to Jonas, their son, who was far oe aa States un eraging wéining, Natalia's fhe ined of color, turning ghostly pale as she clamped her hands over her ears, shaking her head. "Is this about Jonas? No, | can't bear to hear it. | don't want to know. Don't tell me!" Please read the original content at .

Magnus hadn't expected Natalia to guess that the phone call was about Jonas. Perhaps there was some truth in that old saying about a mother's intuition. The gravity of the situ QR meant he cals yee Navalia He Gul ed her into a firm embrace, his hand gently stroking her hair in an attempt to soothe her. "Honey, try to stay calm. Our Jonas is so capable, and he'll be alright. He went missing at sea while chasing down an escaped drug dealer. The military hasn't found a body, which means this isn't all bad news, right? We'll head there right now. Who knows, by the time we get there, our boy might be waiting for us, safe and sound." Please read the original content at .