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?”

the kitchen. When

“Where’s

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

getting hitched someday.”

froze, turned, and looked down at

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

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

it. Not your mom, your sister. Where’d she

clutching his pants,

the fridge for food, Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald swung by

him.”

hand paused mid-search, and he turned to Anya,

blinked innocently,

Nathan’s face darkened.

added, “I asked Mister Ronald if

Nathan fell silent.

only like Yulipop a little bit because she

but it was slightly

she went

“When did they leave?”

shook her head, “Dunno, Yulipop skipped lunch and took

left? It was past two now, so she’d been out with Ronald for hours?

before lunch, so they were

as he slammed the fridge door

looking up worriedly, “Nathan,

she had an exit strategy

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

couch in the living

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

going?”

eat.

balcony, with a

Mr. Nathan, I

“Don’t bother.”

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

seconds, it was Yulia who

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

her lips together, “Then

while leaving Anya home alone? Had a good

did

his eyes, which were frosty as he stared her down.

then realized something and went

He pushed past her and stormed out of

was left alone,

wall just in

second, and Anya watched him

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

nodded. “Yeah, but

a grown man, and he won’t let himself

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