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.

covered Anya’s eyes and stayed silent. There was no time for greetings before

ascended the stairs.

flung onto the bed. Nathan loomed over her,

Her voice shook. “Nathan…”

down on her shoulders, leaning in to meet her

eyes, he made no

Yulia could still see the unmistakable disdain in Nathan’s eyes. She suddenly

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

fling, that was what he preferred. Not someone like her,

her way up, dirty and calculating, willing to sell herself for gain, and now,

man.

right

rolled off and stood by the bed, looking down at her. “Are you going to come clean,

Anya

“Whether she’s my sister or my daughter, it’s none

You’ve been wanting a divorce,

Silence fell like death.

past days. I’ve been content. I’ve

it’s time

or have you found a surefire escape and think I’m of

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

accustomed to his disdain and insults. What more could she not endure?

Nathan’s scorn. “Yulia, you’re unbelievable. You shamelessly schemed into

now you’re shamelessly seeking a way out. Well, your dignity isn’t worth much. Seems like you’ve

anyone’s dignity

lip harder, enduring Nathan’s insults in

content? After being tossed aside without a

have you always been this desperate, or do you think you can’t

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

from day one.”

Nathan feel like he

even imagine what Anya will turn into under

“It doesn’t concern you!”

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

sharpness now

paused, staring down at her, taken aback

eyes flickered but avoided his gaze. She clumsily got up from the bed. “It really has

matter if Anya is my sister or my

divorce anytime. I… I

away from Nathan. Being near him any longer, she feared she

Nathan’s wild and reckless façade.