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?”

raised an eyebrow, ruffling his hair as he headed for the

“Where’s your

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

getting hitched someday.”

and looked down at

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

bothered to argue with a toddler. Waving her off, he

mom, your sister.

toddled after him, clutching his pants, following

fridge for food, Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald swung

him.”

hand paused mid-search, and he turned to Anya,

innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

“I asked Mister Ronald if he likes Yulipop, and

Nathan fell silent.

can only like Yulipop a

was slightly better than moments

she went out with

“When did they leave?”

“Dunno, Yulipop skipped

now, so she’d

lunch, so they were

A cold laugh escaped him as he slammed the fridge

flinched beside him, looking up worriedly, “Nathan,

cold. So, she had an exit strategy

hunger that had him ready to devour a cow vanished

couch in

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

going?”

to eat.

balcony, with a pair of pink shoes

I saved you

“Don’t bother.”

ready, Nathan yanked the door open, inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was on the other side,

was Yulia who spoke

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

her lips together, “Then we’ll

Anya

frowned, “When did I ever

his eyes, which were frosty as he stared her down.

respond, then realized something

past her and stormed out of

was left alone, watching the door slam shut behind

steadied herself against the wall just in time to avoid an

and Anya

up, closed the door, and reached for Anya’s hand with a gentle

“Yeah, but Nathan

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

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