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?”

for the kitchen. When

“Where’s

is my big

getting hitched someday.”

down at Anya, “You

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

bothered to argue with a toddler. Waving her

your sister. Where’d she go

after him, clutching his

Nathan rifled through the fridge for food, Anya piped up, “Mister

him.”

paused mid-search, and he turned

blinked innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

cheerily added, “I asked Mister Ronald if he likes Yulipop,

Nathan fell silent.

he can only like Yulipop

but it was slightly

she went out

“When did they leave?”

Yulipop skipped

was past two now, so she’d been out with Ronald for hours?

before lunch, so they were probably

cold laugh escaped him as he slammed the

beside him, looking up worriedly,

she had an exit

ravenous hunger that had him ready to devour a cow vanished

in

coat to leave, Anya hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you gonna have lunch? Where

going?”

eat.

a pair

Mr. Nathan, I saved you

“Don’t bother.”

inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was on the other side,

After a few seconds, it was Yulia

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

“Then

with another man while leaving Anya home alone? Had a good

did I

eyes, which were frosty as he stared her

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

pushed past

She was left

just in time to avoid an embarrassing

second, and Anya watched him go with a

and reached for Anya’s hand with a gentle tug. “Have you had lunch

nodded. “Yeah, but

reassuring. “He’s a grown man, and

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