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

asked, “Where’s

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

getting hitched someday.”

froze, turned, and looked down at Anya, “You

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

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

your mom, your sister.

his pants, following him to

up, “Mister

him.”

turned to

blinked innocently,

Nathan’s face darkened.

oblivious, cheerily added, “I asked Mister Ronald if

Nathan fell silent.

then I told him, he can only like

was slightly better than moments

went out

“When did they leave?”

shook her head, “Dunno, Yulipop

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

they were probably

A cold laugh escaped him as he slammed the fridge door

looking up worriedly, “Nathan,

was ice cold. So, she had an exit strategy all

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

in the

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

going?”

eat.

balcony, with a

Mr. Nathan, I saved you some

“Don’t bother.”

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

was

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

lips together, “Then we’ll talk when you’re

man while leaving Anya home

“When did I ever do

which were frosty as he stared her down. “Who

then realized something and went silent. Her

Nathan, fueling his rage. He pushed past her and stormed out of the

She was left alone, watching the door slam shut behind

wall just in time to avoid an embarrassing

for a second, and Anya watched him go with a worried

for Anya’s hand with

“Yeah, but Nathan

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

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