My Husband's Affair My Anniversary Gift (Lily and David) novel Chapter 153

Lily turned to him slowly, her voice calm. “I said, it’s Jabco’s birthday today. We’re having dinner tonight.”

A faint, teasing smile crossed her lips.

David’s stomach dropped. His pulse quickened. A red haze began to cloud his vision.

“Lily,” he warned, his voice dark and low, “don’t....”

Before he could finish, she tugged her wrist out of his reach and said sharply, “Stop messing around, David. If you like that watch, I can order another one. It won’t take long.”

His jaw clenched so hard that his teeth ached. He could feel the veins on his forehead tightening, his blood pounding in his ears.

How dare she? How dare she stand there, buying a gift for another man in front of him.

Lily handed over her card.

David’s voice dropped, low and dark. “Lily… do you really think you can afford to buy a watch for Jabco? Just a few thousand from your salary… and do you really think he’ll even wear it?”

Lily scoffed, unfazed. “He’s not like you. He sees the heart of a person, not how much money they have,” she said lightly.

The sales representative had already swiped the card, the quiet beep of a successful transaction cutting through the heavy silence.

Lily took the gift box and turned away without a glance.

David’s chest burned. His fists clenched at his sides as he watched her walk toward the exit, her hair swaying lightly behind her. Every step she took away from him made something inside him twist tighter.

He followed her out of the store, each step heavy, his mind a storm of anger and disbelief.

She was doing this on purpose.

She wanted to make him mad, wanted to punish him.

But she didn’t know what she was waking inside him.

He had gone down on his knees, metaphorically for her. He’d apologized, offered to make things right. And still, she looked at him like he was a stranger.

By the time he reached the mall exit, Lily was already outside. She raised her hand to hail a taxi, her expression calm but her movements quick.

David caught up, his voice sharp. “Lily, don’t walk away from me.”

She turned, eyes cold. “Thank you so much, Mr. Hardison, for the ride.”

Before he could react, she opened the taxi door and slid inside.

The door slammed shut, and the car pulled away. He was furious, but this time he didn’t stop her. He knew it wouldn’t help. But he also knew he wouldn’t let this go easily, not ever.

David stood there on the pavement, his reflection flickering against the glass doors of the mall. His face was pale, his eyes dark with fury.

He watched until the taxi disappeared into traffic, then slowly exhaled through his nose.

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