The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 985

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…” 

He was ready to ask her what was going on, but was met with Yulia’s indifferent voice. 

“Hey, it’s me. I’m out for dinner tonight and then going to see a movie. If it gets late…” 

Yulia 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 some rest early.” 

Nathan’s eyes narrowed, his tone cold but sarcastic, “Sounds like you guys are going to have some progress tonight, huh?” 

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

The car door opened, Ronald took the driver’s seat, and turned to look at Yulia, who had just put away her phone. 

“Calling Anya?” he asked gently as he started the car. 

“Mhm.” Yulia answered softly, tidying her disheveled hair and calmly watching the road as the car merged into traffic. 

Nathan, left with a disconnected call, placed his fingers on the clean dining table. He stood there silently for a few seconds before throwing the phone aside and pulling out the nearby chair. 

Once Margo brought Anya her small soup spoon, she quickly asked, “Mr. Harper, is Yulia coming back tonight?” 

“Not sure.” 

Out for dinner? Watching a movie? And not coming back? 

He tried to pick up a mouthful of pasta with his fork, but it suddenly broke. 

With a “snap“, Margo was startled by 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 her carefully. 

By the time Anya was almost done with her pasta, Nathan’s plate was still half full. 

“Nathan, you eat so slow.” 

Even Anya noticed something was off about Nathan, let alone Margo. 

“Mr. Harper, is… is it not to your taste?” 

Nathan looked up at her. Sensing a flash of understanding and sympathy in her eyes, he replied with a frown, 

“No, it’s delicious.” 

With that, he quickly finished half a plate of pasta. 

He sat on the living room couch with Anya in his arms, her big eyes shining brightly at him. 

“Nathan, you’re amazing, you ate so much pasta.” 

Yes, he was good at everything! But his stomach felt uncomfortably bloated. The food hadn’t digested, making him feel sick. 

Margo came out after cleaning the kitchen and saw Anya sitting quietly in Nathan’s arms watching TV. She didn’t know what to do. 

Nathan sent Margo home. After all, he was the man of the house. Margo agreed and left. 

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

After a few times, Anya grew impatient. 

“Nathan, can you stop moving…” 

Nathan looked gloomy, “You’re really ungrateful. Can’t you see I’m uncomfortable?” 

With that, he moved again. 

Anya turned to look at him, her big eyes filled with confusion and innocence. 

“Nathan, are you not feeling well?”