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.

asked, “Where’s

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

getting hitched someday.”

at Anya, “You looking for trouble, young

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

couldn’t be bothered to argue with a toddler. Waving her off, he

mom, your sister.

clutching his pants, following him

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

him.”

mid-search, and he turned to Anya,

innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

added, “I asked Mister Ronald if

Nathan fell silent.

him, he can only like Yulipop a little bit because she has

soured, but it was slightly

went out with

“When did they leave?”

shook her head, “Dunno, Yulipop skipped

she’d been out with Ronald for hours? And they

so they

laugh escaped him as he slammed the fridge

flinched beside him, looking up worriedly,

she

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

in the

leave, Anya hopped off

going?”

eat. Stay

from the balcony, with a pair

I saved you some

“Don’t bother.”

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

it was

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

lips together, “Then we’ll talk when you’re

Anya home

frowned, “When did I

frosty as

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

Nathan, fueling his rage. He pushed past her and stormed out

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

herself against the wall just in time to avoid

didn’t pause for a second, and Anya watched

stood up, closed the door, and reached for Anya’s hand with a gentle tug.

nodded. “Yeah, but Nathan

was thin but reassuring. “He’s a grown

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