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

asked, “Where’s

big sister.

getting hitched someday.”

down at Anya,

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

argue with a toddler. Waving her

Not your mom, your sister.

him, clutching his pants, following him to

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

him.”

he turned to Anya, “She went out

innocently, “With Mister

Nathan’s face darkened.

Anya, oblivious, cheerily added, “I asked Mister Ronald

Nathan fell silent.

him, he can only like Yulipop a little bit because

soured, but it was slightly

she went out with

“When did they leave?”

head, “Dunno, Yulipop skipped

lunch and left? It was past two now, so she’d been

lunch, so they

escaped him as he slammed the

him, looking up worriedly, “Nathan, what’s

was ice cold. So, she had

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

in the living

off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you gonna

going?”

eat. Stay

emerged from the balcony, with a pair of

Nathan, I

“Don’t bother.”

Nathan yanked the door open, inadvertently pulling Yulia,

seconds, it was Yulia who spoke first,

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

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

while leaving Anya home alone? Had a

frowned, “When did I ever do

frosty as

something and went silent. Her

pushed past her and stormed out of

down. She was left

against the wall just in time to avoid an

Anya watched him

for Anya’s hand with a gentle tug.

“Yeah, but

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255