The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1853

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?”

He raised an eyebrow, ruffling his hair as he headed for the kitchen. When he didn’t see Yulia in the living room, he casually asked, “Where’s your mom?”

“She…” Anya paused, then corrected, “Nathan, Yulipop is my big sister. Don’t get it twisted, or she’ll have trouble getting hitched someday.”

Nathan froze, turned, and looked down at Anya, “You looking for trouble, young lady?”

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

Nathan couldn’t be bothered to argue with a toddler. Waving her off, he continued toward the dining area.

“Forget it. Not your mom, your sister. Where’d she go anyway?”

Anya toddled after him, clutching his pants, following him to the fridge.

As Nathan rifled through the fridge for food, Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald swung by today, and Mom went out with him.”

Nathan’s hand paused mid-search, and he turned to Anya, “She went out with who?”

Anya blinked innocently, “With Mister Ronald.”

Nathan’s face darkened.

But Anya, oblivious, cheerily added, “I asked Mister Ronald if he likes Yulipop, and he said he does.”

Nathan fell silent.

only like Yulipop a little

mood soured, but it was

she went

“When did they leave?”

shook her head, “Dunno, Yulipop skipped

with Ronald for hours? And they hadn’t returned since before lunch, so they were probably lunching

him as he slammed the fridge door

him, looking up worriedly, “Nathan,

she

puff. Scooping up

hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t

to eat.

a

Mr. Nathan, I saved you some

“Don’t bother.”

inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was on the other side,

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

“Then we’ll talk

leaving Anya home alone?

did I

reach his eyes, which were frosty as he stared her down. “Who you

her mouth to respond, then realized something and went silent. Her silence was confirmation enough for Nathan, fueling his rage. He pushed past her and stormed

She was left alone, watching the door slam shut behind

a second, and Anya

stood up, closed the door, and reached for Anya’s hand with a gentle tug.

“Yeah, but

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

though she couldn’t hide her

she let the

—

bar he’d been at the

yet. The staff tensed up at his

what

best VIP section, Nathan showed no interest. He just ordered a slew

here to keep

some companions. Tall, elegant, and beautifully made-up women

Nathan, the ladies are

shot, and downed it without so much as glancing at them. At first, they stood patiently, but as time dragged on, they exchanged confused looks. Were they just human screens

he was, drinking alone, and heavily. Such places were meant for the nightlife, yet here he was, creating

nothing

Nathan. One by one, they took their seats next to him, pretending to be

back, drank when his glass was full, and

U-shaped couch, with Nathan sitting

the

“Who’s that?”

family’s second

he got married? Has a kid too, right? And here he is, openly with

a woman, ended up in the slammer. His

out and he’s already back at

patrons murmured among themselves, and the atmosphere grew

dress entered, holding a bag. She scanned the room and headed straight

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