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 aristocratic charm,

go,” he said emotionlessly, opening

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

walked on without

in the morning compared to the previous night’s

leave, their

woman leave together, their expressions

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

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

morning turned out

fresh air. “What didn’t turn out as I wanted?”

reply, so he turned to her, only to have her phone thrust

second daughter-in-law leaves with ex, both head to

his wife,

flame rekindled, Nathan’s

Nathan’s face turned ashen.

the

emphasized

patrons looked at

a word, off to work sweetly with her ex,

Yulia, well played.

strode in, leaving

watched him go.

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

he be the one led by the

to his

lunch further fanned

atmosphere thick with unease. Everyone was on edge, and Nathan’s office

personal calls

dinner plans with Yulia were rejected. “Anya’s waiting for me at home. I’ll

but

didn’t press the matter. “Bring Anya

glanced at him as she unbuckled her

really

“Yeah.”

to open the car door, but as

a bright light, and

parking lot, however, remained

the front of a car, arms crossed, seemingly watching their

a better look,

with an unexpected kiss on her forehead. Yulia’s

could react, she suddenly tumbled

to catch her, but he was a step too late. Yulia’s

car, her posture

this, Ronald immediately opened his door and got

features became clear. His rugged good looks and

with an innate aristocracy. His masculine presence was

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