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 kitchen. When he didn’t

asked, “Where’s

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

getting hitched someday.”

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

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

a toddler. Waving her off, he

Not your mom, your sister. Where’d

after him, clutching his pants, following him to

through the fridge for food, Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald swung by today, and Mom went

him.”

and he turned

innocently,

Nathan’s face darkened.

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

Nathan fell silent.

then I told him, he can only like Yulipop a little bit because she

soured, but it was slightly better

went out with

“When did they leave?”

Yulipop skipped

so she’d been out with Ronald

lunch, so they were

laugh escaped him as he slammed the fridge door

looking up worriedly, “Nathan,

So, she

to devour a cow vanished in a puff. Scooping up Anya, he set

couch in

off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t

going?”

eat.

the balcony, with a pair of pink shoes in

Mr. Nathan, I

“Don’t bother.”

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

After a few seconds, it was Yulia

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

together, “Then we’ll talk when

while leaving Anya home alone? Had

“When did I

his eyes, which were frosty as he stared

something and went silent. Her silence was

his rage. He pushed past her

down. She was left alone, watching the door slam

the wall just in

second, and Anya watched him go with a worried

Anya’s hand with a gentle tug. “Have you had

nodded. “Yeah, but Nathan

“He’s a grown

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