My Husband's Affair My Anniversary Gift (Lily and David) novel Chapter 166

“Miss Blackwood, you should leave,” David said suddenly after Lily finished eating and he set the food box aside.

His tone was firm, almost commanding, as if he’d already decided for everyone in the room. “I see you’re hurt too, and now that I’m here, I’ll take care of my wife. You can rest. Thank you for taking care of Lily.”

Noah blinked at him, momentarily stunned by his audacity. Then her face hardened. “I can’t leave Lily,” she snapped back immediately. “You should leave. I’ll take care of my friend.”

David’s eyes darkened, his expression tightening like a coiled spring. “Why can’t you leave Lily? I’m her husband,” he shot back, voice rising, anger slipping through every word.

“That’s exactly why I can’t leave her,” Noah fired, standing her ground without a flinch. “I don’t believe you.”

The air between them thickened. Her eyes were steady on him, sharp and burning with anger. She didn’t even blink. Her voice trembled slightly not from fear, but from pure emotion. There was so much hatred behind her words that David actually paused for a second. He didn’t understand it. Why did she hate him this much? They’d barely met before. He’d never done anything to her personally.

Still, it wasn’t like he cared about what she thought. What got under his skin wasn’t her hatred, it was how close she was to Lily. How she always stood next to her, always ready to defend her, as if Lily needed saving from him.

He hated that.

“If you believe me or not, that’s not my problem,” David said after a moment, his voice colder now. “Only Lily matters to me.”

Noah scoffed and stepped closer, her jaw clenched, her tone full of mockery. “Do you think Lily trust you?” she said, her words slicing through the tension like a blade.

David narrowed his eyes. Her audacity was infuriating. No one had ever dared talk to him like that especially not a woman like her.

He could feel the anger pulsing in his veins, the familiar heat of losing control rising. But Noah wasn’t backing down; she stood tall, eyes locked on his, a small, defiant smile on her lips that screamed you can’t scare me.

“She’s my wife,” David said proudly, almost too fast, his pride wounded but still holding on. “Of course she trusts me.”

He turned his gaze to Lily as if expecting her to confirm it, to say something, to at least look at him with a little trust.

But Lily didn’t. She met his eyes only for a brief moment before looking away and rolling her eyes, as if his words were nothing but noise to her. That small gesture, so small, so quiet hit him harder than a slap. His chest tightened, his pride cracked.

She didn’t trust him.

He could see the answer clearly in her eyes before she turned away.

And that hurt.

She clenched her fists by her sides. Her heart ached seeing Lily like this pale, tired, pretending everything was fine while sitting beside the man who’d caused most of her pain. Noah wanted to drag David out of the room herself, but she also knew Lily wouldn’t want a scene. She’d already been through enough.

“Alright,” Noah finally muttered, though her voice trembled. She didn’t want to leave, but she respected Lily’s wishes.

She packed her things slowly, stealing glances at Lily, then at David. Her eyes said everything she didn’t speak aloud hurt her again, and I’ll never forgive you.

David said nothing. He sat silently beside the bed, watching Noah. The way she looked at him like he was some monster, made something twist in his chest. But he stayed still, pretending her glare didn’t bother him.

When Noah turned to Lily one last time, her eyes softened. “Call me if you need anything, okay?” she said, gently brushing Lily’s hair back.

Lily gave her a faint smile. “I will.”

Noah hesitated at the door, her heart torn. She looked at David one last time, her eyes full of warning. “Take care of her,” she said, though her tone made it clear it wasn’t a request, it was a threat.

And then she left.