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.

remained silent, and after a few seconds, Chloe seemed to understand her stance and dialed the

without further ado.

Nathan descended the stairs to find the living

Anya, who clung to Damon’s leg with wide, bewildered

drew everyone’s attention. A single glance from his

keeping a safe distance, he shuffled over to

unscathed, left Damon’s side and ran to him, hugging his legs and looking up

said you were feeling under

twitched in annoyance, shooting his brother a sardonic look. He never would’ve guessed his

spin such tales to a

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

a bit.”

blew gently on his nose. “There, there. My breath will make

face. She

After a while, she looked up and asked

nuzzling Anya’s forehead with a

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

eyes never left Anya’s face, the emotions swirling in his gaze as intense as a

not

cold disdain, his look

emotion. The natural bond between a father and daughter could

the hardest

was touched, feeling the walls she’d built around herself crumbling bit by

the hands she’d been clenching in front of her

catching the subtle gesture out of the corner of her eye, focused

wider.

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

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

something

these past few days,” Damon

hesitated. “It’s personal. It’s really

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

important than seeing them?”

twitching as he sought an excuse. But his brother’s

Defeated, he settled back down next to Yulia,

returned to Damon’s side. Ever

snuggle close.

dote on Anya, then bent down

joyfully, only to be halted by Damon, who

glancing at Chloe.

scooted closer with a wide grin,

“My sister-in-law!”

you’ve got to change how you address me,” Chloe said with a

From now on, it’s ‘Aunt

Anya blinked, “Aunt Chloe?”

been silent, suddenly looked

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

again,

head fondly and turned to Damon, “And call him

at Damon and

at the word was slightly off but utterly

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