A marriage built on schemes and calculation was never his cup of tea. The only reason they were still together was

her reluctance to let go. Their peaceable coexistence hung on every sexual encounter they shared.

After all, he was a man with needs. And she was willing to give, to indulge without burden for those fleeting

moments of joy.

Their so-called “happy” marriage was rooted in “harmonious” encounters. To the outside world, they seemed to be

the perfect couple, but it was all an illusion.

Even Damon and Chloe sensed something off about their union, yet it somehow trudged on.

How could it be?

Ronald was spot-on. She only sought out Nathan to cement her standing in the company. Having the second son of

the Harpers to back her up, no one dared to cross her.d2

Though her shares didn’t measure up to her uncle’s, she remained unscathed in the corporate world. Nathan was

biding his time for a divorce, and she hungered for more shares. If Ronald offered his shares to her, then there was

no need to keep Nathan dangling.

As for continuing with Ronald? Her lips, pressed tightly together, lost their color under the pressure of her teeth.

Divorcing Nathan. Could Anya handle it?

Anya adored Nathan. If they split for good, she’d have to cut ties completely.

Ronald was right. The longer she waited, the more Anya would suffer. If Nathan got wind of anything, or decided to

dig deeper, she risked losing Anya too.

No, she couldn’t afford to lose Anya.

Yet something unformed within her swayed her decisions.

Nathan hadn’t slept well, but a two-hour nap did wonders for his spirits. He was so hungry he felt like he could eat a

horse.

Descending the stairs, there was Anya, gyrating in the living room, her small arms flailing to some

incomprehensible dance on TV.

Nathan cast a disdainful glance her way and let out a dismissive “tch.”

Anya, hearing him, scurried over, “Nathan, you’re up?”

raised an eyebrow, ruffling his hair as he headed for the kitchen. When he didn’t see

asked, “Where’s

then corrected, “Nathan, Yulipop is my big sister. Don’t get it twisted,

getting hitched someday.”

at Anya, “You looking for

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

a toddler. Waving her off,

it. Not your mom, your

his pants, following him to the

up, “Mister Ronald swung by today, and Mom

him.”

turned to Anya, “She went

blinked innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

Mister Ronald if he

Nathan fell silent.

then I told him, he can only like Yulipop a little bit because she has

it was slightly better than

went out

“When did they leave?”

Yulipop skipped lunch

left? It was past two now, so she’d been out with

they were probably

him as he slammed the fridge

flinched beside him, looking up worriedly, “Nathan,

was ice cold. So, she had an exit

had him ready to devour a cow vanished in a

in the living

he donned his coat to leave, Anya hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you gonna have

going?”

to eat.

balcony, with a pair of

Mr. Nathan, I saved you some

“Don’t bother.”

inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was on the other side,

a few seconds, it was

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

“Then we’ll talk

man while leaving Anya home alone? Had

“When did I

eyes, which were frosty

opened her mouth to respond, then realized something and went silent. Her silence was

his rage. He pushed past her and stormed out

down. She was left alone, watching the door slam shut behind

the wall just in time to

Anya watched him

the door, and reached for Anya’s hand with a gentle tug.

“Yeah, but Nathan

grown man,

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