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?”

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

“Where’s

paused, then corrected, “Nathan, Yulipop is my big sister. Don’t get

getting hitched someday.”

at Anya, “You looking

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

be bothered to argue with a toddler. Waving her off, he continued toward the dining

it. Not your mom, your sister.

him, clutching his pants, following

through the fridge for food, Anya piped up,

him.”

mid-search, and he turned to Anya, “She

blinked innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

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

Nathan fell silent.

like Yulipop a little bit because she has

was slightly better than moments

went

“When did they leave?”

Yulipop skipped lunch and

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

they

cold laugh escaped him as he slammed the fridge door

flinched beside him, looking

was ice cold. So, she had

a cow vanished in

couch in

off the

going?”

to eat.

the balcony, with a pair of pink

I saved you

“Don’t bother.”

Nathan yanked the door open, inadvertently pulling

was Yulia who spoke first,

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

“Then

with another man while leaving Anya home alone? Had a

frowned, “When did

reach his eyes, which were frosty as he stared

then realized something and went silent.

his rage. He pushed past her and

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

just in

and Anya

the door, and reached for Anya’s hand with

nodded. “Yeah, but

was thin but reassuring. “He’s a grown man,

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