e words hit Ronald like a ton of bricks, and he fell silent, his gaze shifting to Yulia, filled with an intricate web of

emotions.

Yet Yulia simply couldn’t contain the smile that Nathan’s words brought to her lips, a mixture of shyness and quiet

joy that sent a chill through Ronald’s heart.

He had thought he could brush aside the fact that she had confessed her love for Nathan, assuming it was just a

convenient excuse to get rid of him. But now, even if he wanted to deny it, he couldn’t. It was just too self-

deceptive.

He knew that Yulia wasn’t the type to lie, and the look on her face now was undeniably genuine.

Nathan, no longer paying Ronald any attention, swung the car door open, ready to usher Yulia inside.

“Yulia!” Ronald called out again, and she turned to look at him, the smile instantly fading as she faced him, leaving

her expression cold and distant. “You sure about this? What about Anya? Have you told him about her? You’re just

going to trust him that easily? You’re not afraid of what might happen later?”d1

Yulia’s response was even chillier, “This is my business, and I’d appreciate it if you’d stop bringing up things that no

longer concern you.”

Disappointment filled Ronald’s face. “Do you even realize the consequences if something goes wrong? Can you

handle that?”

There was a brief silence before Yulia spoke again, “If I can’t handle it, then I’ll stick to him like glue. Wherever Anya

is, that’s where I’ll be.”

The comment stung Ronald as though he had been pricked by a needle. Was she implying that they had discussed

Anya’s situation the previous night? Did she really also disclose Anya’s background to Nathan?

In a bout of impatience, Nathan cut the conversation short, brusquely guiding Yulia into the passenger seat.

“Enough chit-chat with him.”

He slammed the door shut and walked over to Ronald, giving him a cold stare. “Get a grip, dude. Stop acting like

some love-struck puppy. You pushed her away yourself, and now you want her back? You think the world revolves

around you?”

Nathan chuckled at his own words and gave Ronald a once-over with a scoff.

calm exterior cracked, and his forehead bulged with veins. Nathan didn’t

with Yulia, who

today. I’ll make sure to give

but I was just doing what I should. No rewards

too cute not to be taken care of

for an excuse to play the rogue. Besides,

‘reward,’ thank you.”

just smiled and didn’t respond, but Yulia felt a tremor

seemed and was probably

building, Nathan wrapped her in

good and wait for me

Yulia and Nathan were the talk of the town at the moment. They were well aware of the potential

display of affection was sure to

with mixed reactions. Some criticized Yulia for lacking principles, willing to forgive

the status of Mrs. Harper. Others surmised that if the couple was this

escapades

of the online frenzy, Nathan

Nathan was particularly energetic in the company, making his colleagues look down

and false of their

different from

done twice the work with half the

as today’s and tomorrow’s, before the end of

then picked up his phone

up from his chair and picked up a

you to do?”

the phone

and I’m investigating things from years ago. I

threw the pen on the table, and leaned back into his chair. “Hurry up!” He

why not just take the

That wouldn’t be wrong…”

know shit! Just do what I asked you to do and don’t meddle in other things.” He

looking

it, wouldn’t she make a big fuss? Besides, Ronald was so sure

took Anya to do a paternity test now and it

would be

him, Nathan couldn’t figure out any point of

parentage continued to haunt him. If he had to pinpoint

that year in Brookside. The timing was right,

it be Yulia? He remembered distinctly, that

ages. It just didn’t add

mood for the day was

finally stood up, his face set in a grim line as

to Yulia’s workplace, timing it perfectly with her clocking

still catching her breath as she asked him,

I just brewed some

means you get

the boss set an

dim they need me to model

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