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.

dozen, just like his latest fling, that was what he preferred. Not someone like her, who schemed her way up, dirty and calculating, willing to sell herself for gain, and

had every right

off and stood by the bed, looking down at her.

gaze. “Whether she’s my sister or my daughter, it’s

Silence fell like death.

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

time, or have you found a surefire escape and think I’m of no further use

As long as you’re satisfied,

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

only fueled Nathan’s scorn. “Yulia, you’re unbelievable. You shamelessly schemed into marriage, and now you’re shamelessly seeking a way out. Well, your dignity isn’t worth much. Seems like you’ve put a price

harder, enduring

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

hard, feeling a painful dryness in her throat. “You’re right, I have no shame,

feel like

what Anya will turn into under

“It doesn’t concern you!”

the mention of Anya. She became

staring down at her, taken aback by her

She clumsily got up from the bed. “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 turns into, it has nothing to do with you. I’m ready to handle the divorce anytime. I… I need to pack. I’ll move out

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

wrist pulled her back. His fingers tilted her chin upward, forcing her to meet his gaze. His gazes, at such close

his eyes narrowed slightly

body tensed, and the pressure on her

you keeping something

“No…”

free from his hold. She didn’t succeed, but she managed to avoid

you so on edge about it?” Nathan paused and then

worst fear, so abruptly voiced, left Yulia utterly stunned. Frozen in Nathan’s embrace, she had no clue

on her. “Even if she’s your daughter, what right do I have to fight you

involved, and Yulia couldn’t remain indifferent,

Nathan kept pressing, adding, “Or is it possible that

Anya is my life. No one can speak of her lightly. She belongs to me and me 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,

her gaze to Nathan. “Ronald shouldn’t have mentioned Anya, and you… what you’re doing… You might disregard my feelings, but what about Anya? Do you realize how many people are pointing fingers at her now. I

sudden clarity. He hadn’t thought it all through at first. He hadn’t considered the impact the

daughter, both identities were endlessly

grip on Yulia’s hand relaxed slightly. “So, is