With a furrowed brow, he snapped, “What’s up?”

The woman was perched on the couch, her phone in hand. “Your phone’s dead?”

Rising from his bed, Nathan looked around, prompted by her question. She pointed at the coffee table, then picked

up a black phone, standing to hand it over to him.

As Nathan took the phone and opened it, she pursed her lips and said, “I thought it was dead. You didn’t get a single

call or text all night.”

Without a word, Nathan glanced at the phone and tossed it aside, the screen going dark. The woman asked, “So

really no calls or messages last night?”

Nathan stood up, intending to find the bathroom. Upon hearing her words, he seemed particularly impatient. “What

are you trying to say?”d2

There was a moment of silence before she spoke, “The stuff from the bar last night went viral. I thought your wife

would’ve called to check in.”

Nathan froze, his hungover eyes darkening as he turned to her, his look menacing.

She recoiled two steps, her face stricken with fear. “Sorry.”

Nathan looked away, a sarcastic laugh escaping him after a moment’s thought. He stormed into the bathroom, and

the door slammed with a resounding thud.

He emerged from a quick shower, dressed in a bathrobe, and ignored the bewildered woman on the sofa. He

grabbed his phone and ordered clothes to be delivered.

While waiting for his clothes, Nathan ordered breakfast. He didn’t neglect the woman. They ate together.

She didn’t eat much, while Nathan ate like a man with a hearty appetite. She’d seen many people, men and

women, treat meals like a mere formality, barely nibbling, as if that was enough to last the day. Now, she had seen

what a real man’s appetite looked like.

But even this was nothing compared to Nathan’s usual intake. After a night of drinking on an empty stomach, he

was uncomfortable and headachy. Eating much was out of the question.

They ate in silence. When the clothes arrived, he tossed an outfit to the woman, gesturing for her to change in the

bathroom. She complied, puzzled, and when she returned, Nathan was transformed. Dressed in a crisp suit, his hair

exuded an

go,” he said emotionlessly, opening the

heart racing, she followed him out, pausing to murmur, “We really don’t have to

walked on without

in the morning compared to the previous night’s

to leave, their

Nathan and the woman leave together, their expressions were oddly

sensed something amiss. “What were you about to say?” he

made headlines at the bar last night. If it was all an act, you succeeded. But

morning

they breathed in the fresh air. “What didn’t

her, only to have her

family’s second daughter-in-law leaves with ex,

and his wife,

flame rekindled, Nathan’s wife indifferent

Nathan’s face turned ashen.

wonder the woman pitied

emphasized his silent

patrons looked

without a word, off to work sweetly with

Yulia, well played.

the car, and Nathan strode

watched him go.

storm into Yulia’s office, but he soon reined himself in. Why should he

he be the one led by the

to

lunch further fanned the flames. The Harper Group building

thick with unease. Everyone was on edge, and Nathan’s office was silent all day. Despite his

calls

fell, Ronald’s dinner plans with Yulia were rejected. “Anya’s waiting

her voice casual but

press the matter. “Bring Anya with you this weekend,” he

as she unbuckled her seat

really fond

“Yeah.”

that, Yulia turned to open the car door, but as she did, her movement halted

streetlamp outside the apartment complex cast a bright light, and moths fluttered in its halo

The parking lot,

the front of a car, arms crossed, seemingly

better look, but before she could process the

kiss on her

before she could react, she suddenly tumbled

too late. Yulia’s knee scraped the ground as she

the car, her

Ronald immediately opened his door and got out of

clear. His rugged

an innate aristocracy. His masculine presence

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