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?”

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

asked, “Where’s your

is my big

getting hitched someday.”

froze, turned, and looked down at Anya, “You looking

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

toddler. Waving

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

clutching his pants, following him to the

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

him.”

turned to Anya, “She went out

innocently,

Nathan’s face darkened.

asked Mister Ronald if

Nathan fell silent.

like Yulipop a little bit because she has

but it was slightly better than

went out with

“When did they leave?”

“Dunno, Yulipop skipped

and left? It was past two now, so she’d been out with Ronald for hours?

before lunch, so they were probably lunching

as

beside him, looking

ice cold. So, she had an

hunger that had him ready to devour a cow vanished in a puff.

in

off the sofa, “Nathan,

going?”

to eat.

emerged from the balcony, with a pair

I saved you

“Don’t bother.”

the door open, inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was on

it was Yulia who spoke first,

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

together, “Then

man while leaving Anya home

did

smile didn’t reach his eyes, which were frosty

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

He pushed past her

braced against the door, nearly tumbling down. She was left

wall just in time to

a second, and Anya watched him go with a worried

the door, and reached for Anya’s hand with a gentle

“Yeah, but

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

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