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

corrected, “Nathan, Yulipop is my big sister.

getting hitched someday.”

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

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

argue with a toddler. Waving

your

after him, clutching his pants, following

food, Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald

him.”

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

innocently, “With Mister

Nathan’s face darkened.

Mister Ronald if he likes Yulipop, and he

Nathan fell silent.

only like Yulipop a little bit because she

soured, but it was

she went

“When did they leave?”

head, “Dunno, Yulipop skipped lunch and took

past two now, so she’d been out with Ronald for hours? And they hadn’t

so they

cold laugh escaped him as

beside him, looking up

So, she had an

hunger that had him ready to devour a cow vanished in a puff. Scooping

in the

Anya hopped off the

going?”

eat. Stay

from the balcony, with a

I saved

“Don’t bother.”

the door open, inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was on the other

a few seconds, it was Yulia who spoke

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

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

with another man while leaving Anya

“When did I ever

frosty as

respond, then realized something and went silent. Her silence

pushed past her

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

the wall just in time to avoid

didn’t pause for a second, and Anya watched

Anya’s hand with

nodded. “Yeah, but

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

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