My Husband's Affair My Anniversary Gift (Lily and David) novel Chapter 203

Meanwhile, Lily got into her car, slamming the door with force. Her heart was pounding, her eyes stinging, but she refused to cry. She started the engine and drove off without knowing where she was headed.

The streets were full of people, cars passing in blurs as she sped through them. The anger inside her only grew with each passing second. Her hands clenched around the steering wheel until her knuckles turned white.

Her mind was blank, yet her chest was full, full of years of swallowed pain, humiliation, and everything she’d never said until today. The words she had thrown at David still echoed in her head, each one cutting like glass, but it was the truth every single word.

She finally said everything she had buried inside for years.

Her lips pressed together tightly. “If he has even a bit of conscience left…” she muttered bitterly, eyes focused on the road ahead, “he’ll leave me alone.”

The morning wind brushed against her hair through the half-open window. She didn’t know where she was going, only that she needed to be far from him, far from the memories, far from everything that once broke her.

Her car rolled to a slow stop near the vast sea. The sound of waves reached her even before she stepped out. The sky stretched wide, blue and endless, the salty wind brushing her face as if whispering that it understood her pain.

Lily closed her eyes for a moment and took a long breath, trying to steady her heart.

The air was cold but strangely calming. She wrapped her arms around herself and walked toward a small stall nearby an old steel cart with a flickering lamp and the faint smell of roasted corn and instant coffee.

“One coffee, please,” she said softly.

The old man at the stall nodded and handed her a paper cup. She gave him a faint smile, took the cup, and walked down to the stone steps that led closer to the sea.

The wind grew stronger there, sweeping her hair across her face. She sat down on the cold stone, her legs pulled close to her chest, the steaming cup warming her palms.

For a long time, she just stared at the horizon where the sea kissed the sky. The rhythmic crashing of the waves felt like the only heartbeat that made sense to her right now.

She took a slow sip of her coffee, bitter and warm. It wasn’t good, but it grounded her.

The fight kept replaying in her head her voice rising, his silence breaking, the way his eyes had darkened with anger and pain.

Every word she had thrown at him had been real, and yet it still hurt to remember.

The waves roared again, louder this time, and she whispered, “Why can’t you just let me go, David…”

She looked down at the cup in her hands. Her fingers trembled slightly. “I’ve survived without you… I’ve learned to live again,” she said quietly to herself, her voice almost carried away by the wind. “But every time I start to breathe, you come back.”

Her throat tightened.

A wave crashed against the rocks below, splashing tiny droplets onto her shoes. She looked up, blinking, as the sun reflected on the water.

Lily stayed by the seaside the whole day. The hours passed slowly, the sun climbing high and then beginning to sink again, its reflection painting the waves in shades of gold. She didn’t move much just sat there, her thoughts drifting like the tide, sometimes calm, sometimes crashing.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify