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?”

hair as he headed for the kitchen. When he didn’t see Yulia in the

asked, “Where’s

my big sister.

getting hitched someday.”

froze, turned, and looked down at

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

with a toddler. Waving her off, he

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

his pants,

rifled through the fridge for food, Anya piped up, “Mister

him.”

turned to Anya, “She went out with

innocently,

Nathan’s face darkened.

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

Nathan fell silent.

him, he can only like

soured, but it was slightly better than moments

went out with

“When did they leave?”

Yulipop skipped lunch and

now, so she’d been out with Ronald

they

escaped him as

looking

smirk was ice cold. So, she

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

in the living

coat to leave, Anya hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you gonna have

going?”

eat. Stay

from the balcony, with a

Nathan, I saved you some

“Don’t bother.”

door open, inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was on

a few seconds, it was

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

together, “Then we’ll talk

Anya home

frowned, “When did I ever

his eyes, which were frosty as he stared

respond, then realized something and went silent. Her

past

door, nearly tumbling down. She was left alone, watching the door

wall just in

a second, and Anya watched him go

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

“Yeah, but Nathan

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

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