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?”

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

“Where’s

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

getting hitched someday.”

at Anya, “You

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

to argue with a toddler. Waving her

mom, your sister. Where’d she go

him, clutching his pants, following

food, Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald swung by today,

him.”

turned to Anya, “She

innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

Ronald

Nathan fell silent.

told him, he can only like

it was slightly

went out with

“When did they leave?”

Yulipop

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

lunch, so they were

as he

looking

was ice cold. So, she

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

couch in the living

to leave, Anya hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you gonna have lunch?

going?”

eat. Stay

with a pair of pink

Mr. Nathan, I saved you

“Don’t bother.”

pulling Yulia, who was on the other side,

a few seconds, it was

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

together, “Then we’ll

Anya home

frowned, “When did I ever do

frosty as he stared her down.

something and went silent. Her silence

pushed past her and stormed out of the

door, nearly tumbling down. She was left alone, watching the door slam shut behind

against the wall just in time to avoid

and Anya watched him go with

for Anya’s

nodded. “Yeah, but

reassuring. “He’s a grown man, and he

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