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 your

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

getting hitched someday.”

turned, and looked down at Anya, “You looking for trouble,

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

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

it. Not your mom, your sister.

him, clutching his pants,

fridge for food, Anya piped up,

him.”

paused mid-search, and he turned to Anya, “She went out with

innocently, “With Mister

Nathan’s face darkened.

Ronald

Nathan fell silent.

then I told him, he can only like Yulipop a little

was slightly

she went out

“When did they leave?”

her head, “Dunno, Yulipop

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

lunch, so they were

as he slammed the

beside him, looking up

So, she had an exit strategy

him ready to devour a cow vanished in a puff. Scooping

couch in

he donned his coat to leave, Anya hopped off

going?”

eat.

with a

Nathan, I saved

“Don’t bother.”

Nathan yanked the door open, inadvertently pulling

few seconds, it was Yulia who

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

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

man while leaving Anya home

did I ever do

didn’t reach his eyes, which were frosty as he stared her down.

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

his rage. He pushed past her and stormed

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

just in time to avoid an

Anya watched him go with a

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

nodded. “Yeah, but Nathan

reassuring. “He’s a grown man,

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