The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Yulia’s struggle to break free from Nathan’s grip was futile. She was incensed, nearly losing her mind.

How could he bring up Anya out of the blue?

Her mind was a blank slate, her only thought was to deny everything.

Ronald simply stared at Nathan, a bruise marring his otherwise handsome face, and his faint smirk was unbearably

irritating. “It was a sham marriage from the start. Thanks for playing house, but it’s time she came back to me.”

Yulia’s entire body trembled. “Shut up, Ronald. Just shut up!”

In the next moment, she stumbled, and before she could regain her footing, Nathan had dragged her through the

lobby of the apartment complex without further discussion.d2

“Nathan!” Yulia had no clue what he was planning, but a sense of dread overwhelmed her.

Throwing Yulia into the elevator, Nathan frantically jabbed the close button before Ronald could catch up. The

elevator, holding just the two of them, was charged with tension, their rapid breathing the only sound.

Pressed against the cold metal walls, Yulia pursed her lips, her face ashen, barely daring to breathe too loudly. She

was on high alert, watching Nathan for any sudden moves, terrified of the darkness she saw in him. Her wrist,

gripped tightly in his hand, throbbed painfully, as if her blood flow had been cut off.

“So, Anya isn’t your sister, huh?” Nathan’s voice, cold and harsh, made her flinch.

It was a statement, not a question.

“No, Anya is my sister…”

Nathan let out a bitter laugh, turning to her with a menacing look. “Yulia, do you really think DNA can’t tell the

difference between sisters and a mother-daughter pair?”

Her fingertips trembled, and after a fleeting panic in her eyes, despair took over.

The elevator doors slid open, and Nathan yanked her out. They burst into the apartment where Carly was looking

after Anya. Hearing the commotion, Carly barely had time to rise before Nathan stormed in with Yulia stumbling

behind, looking disheveled.

stayed silent. There was no time for greetings before the

ascended the stairs.

flung onto the bed. Nathan loomed over her, his legs pinning her

Her voice shook. “Nathan…”

her shoulders, leaning

from his angry eyes, he made

unmistakable disdain in Nathan’s eyes. She

forget? He was a Harper, with any woman at his

docile, a dime a dozen, just like his latest fling,

calculating, willing to sell herself for gain, and now,

man.

every right

her. He rolled off and stood by the bed, looking down at her. “Are you

I take Anya to

“Whether she’s my sister or

wanting a divorce, right? I’ll agree to

Silence fell like death.

bit her lip. “I appreciate your patience these past days. I’ve been content. I’ve dragged the divorce

it’s

you found a surefire escape and think I’m

then said slowly, “Think what you want. As long as you’re satisfied,

and insults. What more could she not endure? It was her fault,

fueled Nathan’s scorn. “Yulia,

you’re shamelessly seeking a way out. Well, your dignity

yours, and I doubt anyone’s dignity is worth

lip harder, enduring Nathan’s insults in

really content? After being tossed aside without a second thought, you’re still eager to crawl back?

have you always been this desperate, or do you think you can’t survive without

a painful dryness in her throat. “You’re right, I have

from day one.”

like he was

even imagine what Anya will turn

“It doesn’t concern you!”

relatively composed, suddenly changed at the mention of Anya. She became defensive,

now

down at her, taken aback by her

avoided his gaze. She clumsily got up from the bed. “It

going to divorce. No matter if Anya is my sister or my daughter,

the divorce anytime. I… I need to pack. I’ll move out

be away from Nathan. Being

wild