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 room,

asked, “Where’s

is my big sister.

getting hitched someday.”

down at Anya, “You looking for

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

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

your sister. Where’d she

him, clutching his

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

him.”

hand paused mid-search, and he turned

blinked innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

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

Nathan fell silent.

I told him, he can only like Yulipop

but it was slightly

she went out with

“When did they leave?”

“Dunno, Yulipop skipped lunch

was past two now, so she’d

so they were probably

as he slammed the

beside him, looking up

she had an

to devour a cow vanished in a

in

off

going?”

eat.

from the balcony, with a

Mr. Nathan, I saved

“Don’t bother.”

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

was

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

her lips together, “Then we’ll talk when

Anya home

“When did

frosty

mouth to respond, then realized something and went silent.

fueling his rage. He pushed past her and stormed out

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

steadied herself against the wall just in time to avoid an

didn’t pause for a second, and Anya watched him go

the door, and reached for Anya’s hand with

nodded. “Yeah,

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

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