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

asked, “Where’s your

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

getting hitched someday.”

at

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

bothered to argue with a toddler. Waving

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

after him, clutching his

Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald

him.”

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

innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

added, “I asked Mister Ronald if he likes Yulipop, and he said he

Nathan fell silent.

then I told him, he can only like Yulipop

was

went out with

“When did they leave?”

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

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

before lunch, so they were probably lunching

escaped him as he slammed the fridge door

looking up worriedly, “Nathan, what’s

So, she had

had him ready to devour a cow vanished in a

in the

hopped off the sofa, “Nathan,

going?”

eat. Stay

the balcony, with a pair

Mr. Nathan, I saved you some

“Don’t bother.”

pulling Yulia, who was on the

seconds, it was Yulia who spoke first, “Let’s

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

together, “Then we’ll talk when

while leaving Anya home

frowned, “When did I ever do

his eyes, which were frosty

realized something

his rage. He pushed past her

tumbling down. She was left alone, watching

steadied herself against the wall just in time

and Anya watched him go

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

“Yeah, but Nathan

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

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