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?”

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

“Where’s your

my big

getting hitched someday.”

at Anya,

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

to argue with a toddler. Waving her off,

your mom, your sister.

after him, clutching his pants, following him to the

up, “Mister Ronald swung by today, and Mom

him.”

mid-search, and he turned to

innocently,

Nathan’s face darkened.

“I asked Mister Ronald if

Nathan fell silent.

can only like Yulipop a little bit because she

it was

she went out with

“When did they leave?”

Yulipop

so she’d been out with Ronald for hours? And they hadn’t

lunch, so they

as he slammed the

him, looking up worriedly,

ice cold. So, she had an exit strategy

to devour a cow vanished in a puff.

in

off

going?”

to eat.

from the balcony, with a pair of

Nathan, I saved you some

“Don’t bother.”

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

few seconds, it was Yulia who spoke first,

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

pressed her lips together, “Then we’ll talk when

with another man while leaving Anya home alone?

“When did I

which were frosty as he stared her down. “Who you

something and

rage. He pushed past her and stormed out of

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

wall just in time

and Anya

the door, and reached for Anya’s hand with a gentle tug. “Have you had lunch

nodded. “Yeah,

reassuring. “He’s a grown man, and

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