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

said emotionlessly, opening the

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

walked on

the morning compared to the previous night’s revelry. The patrons were

leave, their spirits

they saw Nathan and the woman leave together, their

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

headlines at the bar last night. If it

if this morning turned

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

he turned to her, only to have her phone thrust

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

and his wife, living separate

Nathan’s wife indifferent

Nathan’s face turned ashen.

the woman pitied

emphasized

bar patrons

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

Yulia, well played.

assistant pulled up in the car, and Nathan strode in,

watched him go.

impulse had been to storm into Yulia’s office, but he soon

be the one led by the

to

and Ronald’s lunch further fanned

on edge, and Nathan’s office

calls came

were rejected. “Anya’s

casual but

the matter. “Bring Anya with you this

unbuckled her seat belt. “We’ll see,” she

really fond

“Yeah.”

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

apartment complex cast a bright light, and moths fluttered

The parking lot, however, remained

tall figure leaned against the front of a car, arms crossed, seemingly watching their direction.

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

an unexpected kiss on her forehead. Yulia’s

she

he was a step too late. Yulia’s knee

her posture

opened his door and got out

features became clear. His rugged good looks

air, laced with an innate aristocracy. His masculine

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