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.

after a few seconds, Chloe seemed to

without further ado.

to find

clung to

everyone’s attention. A single glance from his brother sent shivers down

his nose and keeping a

Nathan unscathed, left Damon’s side and ran to him,

better? Damon said

in annoyance, shooting his brother a

could spin such

into his arms, feigning injury. “The bleeding’s stopped, but my nose

a bit.”

on his nose. “There, there.

on Anya’s face. She didn’t mind his intense

a while, she looked up

a gentle motion. “Just a little bit,” he murmured

on it then,” Anya offered, her hands cupping his face, her touch as

the emotions swirling in his gaze as intense

expression was not lost

disdain, his look one of

with emotion. The natural bond between a father and daughter

hardest

was touched, feeling the walls she’d built around

the hands she’d been clenching in front

of the corner of her eye,

wider.

satisfied with her efforts, she patted Nathan’s cheek gently. He grinned weakly,

gaze. A shiver ran down his spine,

something

doing well these past few days,”

It’s

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

important than seeing them?”

he sought an excuse. But his brother’s piercing gaze

wilted. Defeated, he settled back down next to Yulia, clutching

returned to Damon’s side. Ever since he’d held her,

snuggle close.

on Anya, then

be halted by Damon, who gently pressed down her

glancing at Chloe.

a wide grin, reaching out to caress

“My sister-in-law!”

to change how you address me,” Chloe said

now on,

Anya blinked, “Aunt Chloe?”

had been silent, suddenly looked

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

blinked again,

patted her head fondly and turned to Damon, “And

Damon

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

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