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?”

for the kitchen. When he didn’t see Yulia in the

asked, “Where’s your

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

getting hitched someday.”

looked down at Anya, “You looking for

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

toddler. Waving her

your mom, your

clutching his pants, following him

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

him.”

he turned to Anya, “She went out

blinked innocently,

Nathan’s face darkened.

Ronald

Nathan fell silent.

like Yulipop a little bit because she

mood soured, but it was slightly

she went

“When did they leave?”

head, “Dunno, Yulipop skipped lunch

past two now, so she’d been out with

so they

him as he slammed the

looking up worriedly,

cold. So, she had an exit

cow vanished in a puff. Scooping up Anya, he set her down

couch in the

off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you gonna have

going?”

eat.

balcony, with a pair of pink shoes

Nathan, I saved you some

“Don’t bother.”

ready, Nathan yanked the door open, inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was

After a few seconds, it was Yulia who spoke first,

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

her lips together, “Then we’ll talk

man while leaving Anya home alone? Had

frowned, “When did I ever

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

respond, then realized something and went silent. Her

rage. He pushed past

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

herself against the wall just in time to avoid an

Anya watched him

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

nodded. “Yeah,

“He’s a grown man, and he won’t let

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