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?”

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

“Where’s your

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

getting hitched someday.”

and looked down at Anya,

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

bothered to argue with a toddler. Waving

it. Not your mom, your sister. Where’d she

clutching his pants,

the fridge for food, Anya piped up,

him.”

turned

innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

oblivious, cheerily added, “I asked Mister Ronald if he likes

Nathan fell silent.

he can only like Yulipop a little

was

went

“When did they leave?”

“Dunno, Yulipop skipped

past two now, so she’d

lunch, so they

cold laugh escaped him as

flinched beside him, looking up

ice cold. So, she had an exit strategy

vanished in a puff. Scooping up Anya, he set her down

couch in

Anya hopped off the

going?”

eat.

with a pair of

I

“Don’t bother.”

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

seconds, it was Yulia who spoke first, “Let’s

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

lips together, “Then we’ll

while leaving Anya home alone?

did I ever do

smile didn’t reach his eyes, which were frosty

then realized something and went silent. Her

pushed past her and stormed out of

tumbling down. She was left alone, watching the door slam shut

steadied herself against the wall just in time to avoid an

second, and Anya

for Anya’s hand

“Yeah, but Nathan

but reassuring. “He’s a grown man, and he

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