Chapter 209

Natalia heard Magnus‘ call, and a sharp pang of pain hit her heart. Instinctively she shook her head, murmuring to herself, “Move on, it’s all in the past!”

She had to distance herself from this man!

Having made up her mind, Natalia mustered her courage and turned around.

She tried to keep her face expressionless, staring straight into his eyes, and said in a low voice, “Magnus, we have no connection anymore. Everything that happened in the past is just that, the past. I hope you stop bothering me and disrupting my current life.”

Magnus felt a heavy blow to his heart. Standing before him was his wife, the woman he had yearned for, but now she was telling him they had nothing to do with each other.

“No, no, no!” Magnus shook his head and shouted, “You are my wife, Natalia. Everything about you is my business. How can you say it has nothing to do with me? Come home with me!”

As he reached out to grab Natalia’s hand, she swiftly evaded him.

“Magnus, I think Buttercup has made it very clear. She doesn’t want to see you, nor does she want you to interfere with her life. Although you have a lot of clout in Melfort, please have some consideration for your own dignity. Don’t keep behaving like a child.” Callum promptly stepped in between them, admonishing Magnus.

“Step aside, this is a matter between a husband and a wife, and it’s none of your business!” Magnus pushed Callum aside and gazed at Natalia passionately. “Natalia, look at me. I’m Magnus, the man who loves you the most in this world. Come back with me. Once we’re home, you can punish me however you want!”

Even if it meant going through hell, all that mattered was that she could return to his side!

This stalemate lasted for a while, preventing Natalia and Callum from boarding their plane. Everyone was held up at the airport.

As the crowd dispersed, only Magnus, Callum’s henchmen, and security personnel remained. Magnus defiantly surveyed the onlookers, continuing to persuade his wife whom he had been longing for and finally reunited with after five years.

“Natalia, come home with me. Can we start over?”

Listening to Magnus‘ luring plea, there was a moment when Natalia felt that he had changed and was no longer the man he had been five years ago.

This man was her Achilles‘ heel. Every move he made tugged at her heart, but he would make vows of love to her one moment and be in bed with another woman the next. How could she trust him?

The lesson from five years ago was still fresh in her mind. She didn’t need anything else from him.

“Magnus, please respect me. We have long been separated! Let go of the past.” Natalia clenched her fingers, forcing herself to utter these words. She had to leave immediately, otherwise, she would go insane facing this man.

“Natalia, i…”

Magnus was about to say something, but fearing that he would say something that would make her heart flutter again, Natalia quickly interrupted him, “Callum, let’s go.”

Looking into Natalia’s cold eyes, all of Magnus‘ persistence instantly vanished. Most of the past troubles had arisen from his stubbornness and disregard for her feelings. In many a sleepless night, Magnus had been filled with regret. If given a chance to do it all over, he would cherish Natalia, love her, and prioritize her feelings above all else. He would do what made her happy and avoid what upset her.

Now that this moment had come. He was reluctant to let her go, but he decided to keep the promise he had made to himself.

She wanted to leave, so he would give her some space. As long as she was alive, no matter where on earth she was, he would find her!

Magnus felt an unbearable pain in his heart as he had to watch Natalia leave again. This was their first reunion after five years. Oh, why was God being so cruel?

So, Magnus turned to the head of the security team. “Why aren’t you taking my wife to board the plane?”

The security chief was taken aback and quickly nodded. “Yes, and, and what about this gentleman?”

Magnus glanced at him and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth. “What do you think?”

The security chief shivered again. “Mr. Andersen, should we refuse him?”

“Who will ensure my wife’s safety?” Magnus grumbled, his face darkening. “Let him board too.”

“And from now on, he can use our airline for free?” The security chief asked for confirmation again.

Magnus really wanted to kick this fool. “Shut up!”

Magnus had been a dominating figure in the business world for many years and had never encountered an opponent who dared to defy him. Yet, in front of his own wife, he was completely defeated, but he accepted it willingly.

Callum smugly shrugged his shoulders at Magnus and took Natalia’s hand to head towards the boarding gate. “Buttercup, let’s go.”

Okay, Natalla responded quietly, feeling an indescribable sadness. She hated Magnus but seemed unable to let go of him. The man who had hurt her the most was now so worn and thin.

Magnus was staring at Callum holding Natalia’s hand with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes, but he held it back.

Natalia gently pulled her hand back and said in a low voice. “Cal, let’s go back to England immediately.”

Callum understood that he was at Marcus‘ turf now and wisely followed Natalia onto the plane.

Magnus stood there, watching them leave, feeling as if he had lost all his strength. He must’ve been crazy to let Natalia leave with that detestable Englishman, but it seemed that Natalia was very repulsed by Magnus.

After all these years of longing for a reunion, it turned out to be really unpleasant. No, he had to plan again to win back Natalia!

He had survived for five years, so what was a bit more time?

“Natalia, wait for me. I will come to find you soon. Wait for me!”

On the airplane, Natalia sat with her eye mask on, but sleep eluded her. Her mind was a whirl of uncontrolled thoughts, all because of bumping into Magnus.

For a brief moment, she felt a pang of regret. Why, oh why, had she decided to return to Melfort?

Had she not returned, she wouldn’t have run into Magnus.

Had she not run into Magnus, the memories she had carefully locked away wouldn’t have resurfaced.

She wouldn’t have been reminded of those days that were akin to living in hell.