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

“Where’s your

my big

getting hitched someday.”

looked down at Anya, “You looking for trouble,

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

with a toddler. Waving her off,

Not your mom, your sister. Where’d

after him, clutching his pants, following him to

up, “Mister Ronald swung by today, and

him.”

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

blinked innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

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

Nathan fell silent.

him, he can only like Yulipop a little bit

but it was

went out with

“When did they leave?”

Yulipop

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

before lunch, so they

him as he slammed

looking up worriedly, “Nathan, what’s

she had

vanished in

couch in the living

his coat to leave, Anya hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you

going?”

eat. Stay

from the balcony, with a

Mr. Nathan, I saved you

“Don’t bother.”

door open, inadvertently 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 you’re

man while leaving Anya home alone? Had

did I ever do

frosty as he stared her

opened her mouth to respond, then realized something and went silent.

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

was left alone, watching the door slam shut

wall just in time to avoid an embarrassing

didn’t pause for a second, and Anya

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

“Yeah, but Nathan

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

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