The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Yulia’s struggle to break free from Nathan’s grip was futile. She was incensed, nearly losing her mind.

How could he bring up Anya out of the blue?

Her mind was a blank slate, her only thought was to deny everything.

Ronald simply stared at Nathan, a bruise marring his otherwise handsome face, and his faint smirk was unbearably irritating. “It was a sham marriage from the start. Thanks for playing house, but it’s time she came back to me.”

Yulia’s entire body trembled. “Shut up, Ronald. Just shut up!”

In the next moment, she stumbled, and before she could regain her footing, Nathan had dragged her through the lobby of the apartment complex without further discussion.d2

“Nathan!” Yulia had no clue what he was planning, but a sense of dread overwhelmed her.

Throwing Yulia into the elevator, Nathan frantically jabbed the close button before Ronald could catch up. The elevator, holding just the two of them, was charged with tension, their rapid breathing the only sound.

Pressed against the cold metal walls, Yulia pursed her lips, her face ashen, barely daring to breathe too loudly. She was on high alert, watching Nathan for any sudden moves, terrified of the darkness she saw in him. Her wrist, gripped tightly in his hand, throbbed painfully, as if her blood flow had been cut off.

“So, Anya isn’t your sister, huh?” Nathan’s voice, cold and harsh, made her flinch.

It was a statement, not a question.

“No, Anya is my sister…”

Nathan let out a bitter laugh, turning to her with a menacing look. “Yulia, do you really think DNA can’t tell the difference between sisters and a mother-daughter pair?”

Her fingertips trembled, and after a fleeting panic in her eyes, despair took over.

The elevator doors slid open, and Nathan yanked her out. They burst into the apartment where Carly was looking after Anya. Hearing the commotion, Carly barely had time to rise before Nathan stormed in with Yulia stumbling behind, looking disheveled.

Startled, Carly quickly covered Anya’s eyes and stayed silent. There was no time for greetings before the pair ascended the stairs.

Yulia was flung onto the bed. Nathan loomed over her, his legs pinning her down.

Her voice shook. “Nathan…”

He pressed down on her shoulders, leaning in to meet her gaze.

Apart from his angry eyes, he made no move.

Despite her fear, Yulia could still see the unmistakable disdain in Nathan’s eyes. She suddenly felt calm. Of course. How could she forget? He was a Harper, with any woman at his beck and call.

a dime a dozen, just like his latest fling, that was what he preferred. Not someone like her, who schemed her way

right to

stood by the bed, looking down at her. “Are you going to come clean, or should

she’s my sister or my daughter, it’s none of your business. You’ve been wanting a divorce,

Silence fell like death.

lip. “I appreciate your patience these past days. I’ve been content. I’ve dragged the

time, or have you found a surefire escape and think

fell silent, then said slowly, “Think what you want. As long as you’re satisfied,

insults. What more could she not endure? It was her fault,

into marriage, and now you’re shamelessly seeking a way out. Well, your dignity isn’t worth much. Seems like you’ve put

bit her lip harder, enduring

tossed aside without a second thought, you’re still eager to crawl back? Tell me, Yulia, have you always been this desperate, or do

feeling a painful dryness in her throat. “You’re right, I have no shame, and you’ve known that from day

Nathan feel like he was about

imagine what Anya will turn

“It doesn’t concern you!”

at the mention of Anya. She became defensive, her suppressed

down at her, taken aback by her

“It really has nothing to do with you. We’re going to divorce. No matter if Anya is my sister or my daughter, and no matter what she

she wanted was to be away from Nathan. Being near him any longer, she feared she might give herself away. She was never fooled by Nathan’s wild and reckless façade. Nathan possessed the wisdom and presence expected of anyone bearing the Harper legacy. His insights were keen, provided he deemed a matter worthy of

afraid, terrified that he could see right through her. She was eager to leave, but Nathan’s grip on her wrist pulled her back. His fingers tilted her chin upward, forcing her

his eyes narrowed slightly and he spoke. “What are you so afraid

and the pressure on her wrist increased

you keeping something

“No…”

his hold. She didn’t succeed, but she

why are you so on edge about it?” Nathan paused and then ventured, “Are

so abruptly voiced, left Yulia utterly stunned. Frozen in Nathan’s embrace,

if she’s your daughter, what right do I have to fight you for her? Yulia, unless Anya isn’t really your and

explode. Anya was involved, and

“Or is it

alone. I just want to protect her, to ensure she grows up healthy, without a care in the world. Whether she’s my sister or my daughter, it makes no difference to me. That’s her

mentioned Anya, and you… what you’re doing… You might disregard my feelings, but what about Anya?

it all through at first. He hadn’t considered the impact the rumors

or daughter, both identities were endlessly scrutinized by the

slightly. “So, is Anya