The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 985

“Big bad wolf is so scary. Anya doesn’t like big bad wolf.”

“Yeah. As long as you like me, that’s all that matters. I’ll buy you even more beautiful princess dresses.”

“Mmm…Anya likes Nathan the best.”

Nathan smiled, scoring a sweet kiss from Anya.

He played with Anya in the living room for a while, before Margo called them for dinner. Noticing there were only two bowls on the table, he placed Anya in a chair, checked his watch, and realized it was usual dinner time.

Margo finally served a bowl of soup, placing it in the center of the table.

“Where’s Yulia? Isn’t she coming home tonight?”

Margo had been working here for quite a while, and she had witnessed the unique dynamics between the couple, gaining some understanding. Times had changed, and so had people. Nothing surprised her anymore.

Upon hearing Nathan’s question, Margo nodded, “Yeah, she said so this morning. She won’t be home for dinner and asked me not to prepare food for her.”

Nathan’s face turned cold, “Not coming back?”

“I’m not sure about that. She told me to wait for her. If she doesn’t come back tonight, I should stay here.”

Only then did Nathan remember the conversation Yulia and Margo had at the door this morning.

But wasn’t it usually him who came back to take care of the child? Why wasn’t Margo allowed to leave today?

And also- Not coming back?

Just as he was thinking about this, his phone rang. It was Yulia.

“Hello, you…”

her what was going on, but was met with Yulia’s

dinner tonight and then going to see a

paused for a few seconds before continuing, “I might not come back. I’ve entrusted Margo with bathing Anya and putting her to sleep. You should get

his tone cold but sarcastic, “Sounds like you guys are going to have

Ronald coming, hummed in response, and ended the call.

door opened, Ronald took the driver’s seat, and turned to look at Yulia,

asked gently as

and calmly watching the road as the car

placed his fingers on the clean dining table. He stood there silently for a few seconds

spoon, she quickly asked, “Mr. Harper, is

“Not sure.”

Watching a movie? And not

of pasta with his fork,

the broken fork. But looking at Nathan’s face, there was little change. She quickly fetched a new fork from the kitchen, carefully handed it to Nathan, then sat next to Anya, feeding

time Anya was almost done with her pasta, Nathan’s plate was still

eat so slow.”

was off about

is… is it not to your taste?”

at her. Sensing a flash of understanding and sympathy in her eyes,

“No, it’s delicious.”

finished half

room couch with Anya in his

you ate so much pasta.”

stomach felt uncomfortably bloated.

quietly in

the man of

sat on Nathan’s lap, leaning against him, his belly occasionally shifting forward.

a few times, Anya grew impatient.

can you

gloomy, “You’re really ungrateful. Can’t you see