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

corrected, “Nathan, Yulipop is my big sister. Don’t get it twisted,

getting hitched someday.”

down at Anya, “You looking

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

with a toddler. Waving her off, he continued

your sister. Where’d

after him, clutching his pants,

rifled through the fridge for food, Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald swung by today,

him.”

turned to

innocently, “With Mister

Nathan’s face darkened.

“I asked Mister Ronald if he likes Yulipop, and he said

Nathan fell silent.

like Yulipop a

was

went

“When did they leave?”

shook her head, “Dunno, Yulipop skipped

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

they were probably lunching

A cold laugh escaped him as

beside him, looking up worriedly,

So, she had an exit

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

in the living

donned his coat to leave, Anya hopped off the sofa, “Nathan,

going?”

to eat. Stay

balcony, with a

Mr. Nathan, I

“Don’t bother.”

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

seconds, it was Yulia who

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

lips together, “Then we’ll talk

with another man while leaving Anya home alone? Had a

did I ever

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

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

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

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

against the wall just in time to

second, and Anya watched him go with a worried

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

“Yeah, but

grown man, and he won’t let

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