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. When

asked, “Where’s

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

getting hitched someday.”

down at Anya, “You

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

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

your mom, your sister. Where’d

toddled after him, clutching his pants, following him

the fridge for food, Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald

him.”

turned to Anya,

blinked innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

asked Mister Ronald if he

Nathan fell silent.

I told him, he can only like Yulipop a

but it was slightly better than moments

she went out

“When did they leave?”

shook her head, “Dunno, Yulipop

It was past two now, so she’d been out with Ronald for hours? And they

before lunch, so they were probably

cold laugh escaped him as he slammed the fridge

beside him, looking

ice cold. So, she had an

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

couch in the living

Anya hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t

going?”

eat.

balcony, with a pair of pink shoes

Mr. Nathan, I saved

“Don’t bother.”

yanked the door open, inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was

it was Yulia who spoke

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

her lips together, “Then we’ll talk

while leaving Anya

“When did I

which were frosty as he

to respond, then realized something and went silent. Her silence was confirmation

his rage. He pushed past her and stormed

tumbling down. She was left alone,

herself against the wall just in time

pause for a second, and Anya watched him go

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

nodded. “Yeah, but Nathan

but reassuring. “He’s a grown man, and he

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