Today had already been a whirlwind for Yulia, and she had simply assumed Nathan’s impromptu visit was driven by

his notorious appetite for a free meal.

She hadn’t expected things to escalate so quickly. Or so dramatically.

She was utterly blindsided. Completely unprepared.

Though she and Nathan had laid their feelings bare the night before, Yulia had carefully skirted around the subject

of Anya.b2

Her fear was palpable—if something were to happen between her and Nathan, at least he wouldn’t be quick to hold

Anya back. Now, it seemed she was being cornered into acknowledging Anya’s parentage. It wasn’t paranoia if she

felt like she’d been set up today, was it?

But who could have masterminded such a scheme? Damon and Chloe? A glance at the pair revealed nothing amiss.

Nathan?

If he’d orchestrated this whole scenario, surely he’d have avoided the potential smackdown from his brother, right?

Or was it a conspiracy between Nathan, Damon, and Chloe? Shaking her head, Yulia doubted Nathan would go that

far.

Despite the suddenness of the situation, it seemed to be unfolding quite naturally, but the more natural it felt, the

more Yulia sensed something was off. Yet, without proof, she was stuck in her suspicions.

Her wary gaze lingered on Chloe, who was merely holding her phone with a casual smile. To suspect her of any

wrongdoing felt like a cardinal sin.

“This is a bit hard to explain,” admitted Yulia with a sheepish grin.

Chloe chuckled. “They don’t need an explanation. As long as they’re sure Anya is their beloved granddaughter,

that’s all that matters. As for whatever’s going on between you and Nathan, that’s between the two of you. They

don’t need to be involved.”

Yulia felt the sting of truth in Chloe’s words. Indeed, Nathan’s parents had never meddled in the younger

generation’s love lives. Whether it was Damon, Nathan, Chloe, or herself, none had faced scrutiny or judgment

from them.

Considering Damon and Chloe’s own journey, it was clear their parents were supportive. As long as Damon’s mind

was made up, they had no objections. On the contrary, they showered them all with love. It was rare to find such

understanding family.

few seconds, Chloe seemed to

without further ado.

the stairs to find the living room

clung to Damon’s leg

single glance from his

his nose and keeping a

and ran to him, hugging his legs and looking

said you

a sardonic look. He never would’ve

spin such tales to

Anya into his arms, feigning injury. “The bleeding’s

a bit.”

blew gently on his nose. “There, there.

his gaze lingering on Anya’s face. She didn’t mind his intense scrutiny and continued

she looked up and asked softly, “Does it

forehead with a gentle motion. “Just a little

Anya offered, her hands cupping his face, her touch

face, the emotions swirling in his gaze as intense as a tempest roaring

not lost

disdain, his look

emotion. The natural bond

hardest

the walls she’d built around herself crumbling bit

she’d been

subtle gesture out of the corner of her

wider.

patted Nathan’s cheek gently. He

meet his brother’s icy gaze. A shiver ran down his spine, and he clutched Anya closer. “I…

something urgent.

been doing well these

personal. It’s really important personal

soon.” His brother’s tone was calm yet firm. “What personal matter could possibly be

important than seeing them?”

speechless, his lips twitching as he sought an excuse.

resolve wilted. Defeated, he settled back down

side. Ever since he’d held her, she took every chance

snuggle close.

Chloe, who was eager to dote on

kicked her legs joyfully, only to be halted by Damon,

glancing at Chloe.

a wide grin,

“My sister-in-law!”

to change how you address me,” Chloe said with a chuckle. “It’s

on, it’s

Anya blinked, “Aunt Chloe?”

who had been silent, suddenly looked up

him and continued to smile at Anya, “Yes, that’s right.

blinked again, “Aunt

turned to Damon, “And call

Damon and

was slightly off but utterly adorable. Damon didn’t seem to

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