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?”

eyebrow, ruffling his hair as he headed for the kitchen. When he didn’t see Yulia in the living

asked, “Where’s your

Anya paused, then corrected, “Nathan, Yulipop is my big

getting hitched someday.”

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

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

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

your sister. Where’d

clutching his pants, following him to

Nathan rifled through the fridge for food, Anya piped up, “Mister

him.”

turned to Anya, “She

innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

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

Nathan fell silent.

like

it was slightly better than moments

she went

“When did they leave?”

her head, “Dunno, Yulipop

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

they were

A cold laugh escaped him as he slammed the

him, looking up

ice cold. So, she

a cow vanished

in the

his coat to leave, Anya hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you gonna

going?”

eat. Stay

balcony, with a pair of

Nathan, I saved you

“Don’t bother.”

door open, inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was

a few seconds, it was Yulia

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

together, “Then we’ll talk

with another man while leaving Anya

“When did I ever

frosty as

respond, then realized something and went silent. Her

past her and

was left alone, watching

herself against the wall just in time

a second, and Anya watched him

and reached for Anya’s hand with

“Yeah,

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

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