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

“Where’s your

is my big

getting hitched someday.”

down at Anya, “You looking for trouble,

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

to argue with a toddler. Waving her off, he continued toward the dining

your sister. Where’d she

toddled after him, clutching his pants,

rifled through the fridge for food, Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald swung by today, and Mom went

him.”

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

blinked innocently, “With Mister

Nathan’s face darkened.

asked Mister Ronald if he likes Yulipop, and he said

Nathan fell silent.

can only like Yulipop a little bit because she

but it was slightly

she went out

“When did they leave?”

Yulipop skipped lunch and took

she’d been

so they were probably

A cold laugh escaped him as he slammed the fridge

beside him, looking up worriedly, “Nathan, what’s

ice cold. So, she had

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

couch in

off

going?”

to eat.

a pair of pink shoes

Mr. Nathan, I

“Don’t bother.”

ready, Nathan yanked the door open, inadvertently pulling

was Yulia who spoke

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

together, “Then we’ll talk

man while leaving Anya home alone? Had a good

frowned, “When did

which were frosty as he stared her down.

something

He pushed past her

was left alone, watching the door

just in time to avoid an

a second, and Anya watched

door, and reached for Anya’s hand with a gentle

“Yeah, but

“He’s a grown man, and he won’t let himself starve.

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