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

styled, he exuded an aristocratic charm,

go,” he said emotionlessly, opening the

pausing to murmur,

walked on without

to the

to leave, their

woman leave together, their

amiss. “What were you about

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

this morning

the bar, they breathed in the fresh air. “What didn’t turn out

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

daughter-in-law leaves with ex, both head

his wife, living

rekindled, Nathan’s

Nathan’s face turned ashen.

the

emphasized

patrons looked at

truly left without a word, off to work sweetly with her

Yulia, well played.

Nathan strode in, leaving the woman

watched him go.

to storm into Yulia’s office, but

be the one led

to his

Yulia and Ronald’s lunch further fanned the flames.

edge, and Nathan’s office

personal calls

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

casual but with

matter. “Bring Anya with you

him as she unbuckled her seat

really

“Yeah.”

open the car door,

cast a bright light, and moths fluttered in its halo

lot, however,

front of a car, arms crossed, seemingly watching their

as she squinted to get a better look, but before she could process the sight,

on her forehead.

before she could react, she suddenly tumbled out of

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

her posture awkward

immediately opened his door and got

the vehicle, Nathan’s features became clear. His rugged good looks and tall,

untamed air, laced with an innate aristocracy. His

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