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

“Where’s your

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

getting hitched someday.”

and looked down at Anya, “You looking for trouble, young

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

to argue with a toddler.

mom, your sister. Where’d she

clutching his pants,

up, “Mister Ronald swung by today, and

him.”

turned to

innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

Ronald if

Nathan fell silent.

told him, he can only like Yulipop a little

was slightly

she went out with

“When did they leave?”

“Dunno, Yulipop

now, so she’d

so they were probably lunching

laugh escaped him as he

him, looking up

ice cold. So, she

vanished in a puff.

couch in

hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you

going?”

to eat. Stay

emerged from the balcony, with a pair of pink shoes

Mr. Nathan, I saved

“Don’t bother.”

inadvertently pulling

seconds, it was Yulia who spoke first,

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

“Then we’ll talk

with another man while leaving Anya home alone? Had a

did I ever

frosty as he stared her down.

respond, then realized something and went

pushed past her and stormed out

the door, nearly tumbling down. She was left

the wall just in time to

didn’t pause for a second, and Anya watched him go with a worried

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

nodded. “Yeah, but Nathan

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

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