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?”

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

“Where’s

is my big sister. Don’t get it twisted, or

getting hitched someday.”

at

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

argue with a toddler. Waving her off, he continued

your sister. Where’d she go

clutching his

fridge for food, Anya piped up,

him.”

he turned to Anya, “She went out with

blinked innocently, “With Mister

Nathan’s face darkened.

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

Nathan fell silent.

can only like Yulipop a little

it was slightly better than moments

went out with

“When did they leave?”

Yulipop skipped lunch

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

lunch, so they were probably lunching

cold laugh escaped him as he slammed

looking up worriedly,

So, she had an

vanished in a puff. Scooping up

couch in the living

Anya hopped off the

going?”

to eat.

emerged from the balcony, with a pair of pink shoes in

Mr. Nathan, I

“Don’t bother.”

inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was on

After a few seconds, it was

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

together, “Then we’ll talk when

leaving Anya

did I

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

realized something and went silent. Her silence

fueling his rage. He pushed past her

tumbling down. She was left alone, watching

against the wall just in time to

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

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

nodded. “Yeah,

smile was thin but reassuring. “He’s a grown man,

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