The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1853

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?”

headed for the kitchen. When he didn’t see Yulia in the living room,

asked, “Where’s your

“Nathan, Yulipop is my big sister.

getting hitched someday.”

down at Anya, “You looking for trouble,

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

argue with a toddler. Waving

Not your mom, your sister. Where’d she go

his pants, following him to

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

him.”

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

blinked innocently,

Nathan’s face darkened.

“I asked Mister Ronald if

Nathan fell silent.

only like Yulipop

it was slightly

she went out with

“When did they leave?”

head, “Dunno, Yulipop

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

before lunch, so they were probably

as he slammed the fridge

flinched beside him, looking

smirk was ice cold. So, she

devour a cow vanished in a puff. Scooping up

in the living

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

going?”

to eat.

balcony, with a pair of pink shoes

Mr. Nathan, I saved you some

“Don’t bother.”

inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was on the

it was Yulia who spoke first, “Let’s

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

“Then we’ll talk when

leaving Anya home alone? Had

frowned, “When did I

frosty as he stared her

then realized something

Nathan, fueling his rage. He pushed past her and

tumbling down. She was left alone, watching

just in time to

pause for a second, and Anya watched him go with a worried

closed the door, and reached for Anya’s hand with a gentle tug. “Have you

nodded. “Yeah, but

thin but reassuring. “He’s a grown man, and he won’t let himself starve. Trust

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