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 he didn’t see Yulia in the living room,

“Where’s

Anya paused, then corrected, “Nathan, Yulipop is my big sister. Don’t get it twisted, or she’ll

getting hitched someday.”

and looked down at Anya, “You looking for

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

to argue with a toddler.

your mom, your sister.

after him, clutching his

Nathan rifled through the fridge for food, Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald swung by today,

him.”

mid-search, and he turned to Anya, “She went

innocently,

Nathan’s face darkened.

oblivious, cheerily added, “I asked Mister Ronald

Nathan fell silent.

then I told him, he can only like Yulipop a

but it was

went

“When did they leave?”

shook her head, “Dunno, Yulipop skipped lunch and took

now, so she’d been out with Ronald

lunch, so they were

laugh escaped him as he slammed the fridge

looking up worriedly,

ice cold. So, she had an exit

ravenous hunger that had him ready to devour a cow vanished in a puff. Scooping

couch in the

to leave, Anya hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you

going?”

eat.

emerged from the balcony, with a pair

Mr. Nathan, I saved you

“Don’t bother.”

open, inadvertently pulling Yulia,

it was Yulia

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

her lips together, “Then we’ll

leaving Anya home alone? Had

“When did I

were frosty as he

to respond, then realized something and went

He pushed past her and stormed out of the

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

herself against the wall just in time to

second, and Anya

for Anya’s hand with

“Yeah, but Nathan

grown man, and

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