The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

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.

bulged with veins. Nathan didn’t care. He

and drove off with Yulia, who

sport today. I’ll make sure to

just doing what I

You’re too cute not to be taken care

for an excuse to play the rogue. Besides, that’s not a

‘reward,’ thank you.”

tremor inside. She knew that Nathan was far from as calm

was probably scheming

…

Yulia at her office building, Nathan wrapped her in his arms for

for me to

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

company. Their public display of affection was sure to stir

Some criticized Yulia for

status of Mrs. Harper. Others surmised that if

bar escapades were

online frenzy, Nathan

in the company, making his colleagues look

and false of their relationship. In their eyes,

no different from

today, and he had done twice the work

today’s and tomorrow’s, before the end of his shift. He rested on his

then picked up his

call was quickly connected, and he straightened up from his chair and picked up a pen. “How’s the

asked you to do?”

the phone

investigating things from years ago.

lips, threw the pen on the table,

instead of getting me to investigate all this, why not just take the

That wouldn’t be wrong…”

do and don’t meddle in other

looking too

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

paternity test now and it turned out not to be his,

be like

out any point of connection with Yulia that could have resulted

him. If he had to pinpoint it, the only

up was that year in Brookside. The timing was right,

it be Yulia? He remembered distinctly, that woman was a virgin.

It

his head in irritation, his good mood for the day was shot. After swiveling in his chair for

finally stood up, his face set in a grim line as he strode out of

to Yulia’s workplace, timing it perfectly with

to the car, still catching her breath as she asked him, “How come

you’d wait until after work. I just brewed some coffee,

means you get to

chuckled, “Shouldn’t the boss set an

me to model