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.

“Where’s

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

getting hitched someday.”

down at

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

be bothered to argue with a toddler. Waving her

your

after him, clutching his pants, following him to the

Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald swung by today, and Mom went out

him.”

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

blinked innocently, “With Mister

Nathan’s face darkened.

“I asked Mister Ronald if he

Nathan fell silent.

I told him, he can only like

soured, but it was slightly better

she went out

“When did they leave?”

“Dunno, Yulipop

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

before lunch, so they were probably lunching

him as he slammed the fridge

beside him, looking up worriedly, “Nathan,

was ice cold. So, she had an exit strategy

ravenous hunger that had him ready to devour a cow vanished in a puff. Scooping up Anya, he set

couch in the

off

going?”

eat. Stay

the balcony, with a pair of pink shoes in

Nathan, I saved you some

“Don’t bother.”

door open, inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was on the other side, into

was Yulia who

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

together, “Then we’ll talk

while leaving Anya

frowned, “When did I ever

frosty

her mouth to respond, then realized something and went silent. Her silence

rage. He pushed past her and

tumbling down. She was left alone,

wall just in time to avoid an

and Anya watched him go

closed the door, and reached for Anya’s

nodded. “Yeah,

thin but reassuring. “He’s a grown

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