Jabco didn’t speak. For the first time that night, he seemed genuinely caught off guard. His jaw tightened, and he glanced at Riyana without meaning to. Riyana immediately lowered her head again, her fingers curling into the fabric of her dress.
“Miss Collins…” Riyana said carefully, trying to ease the tension.
Lily turned to her at once. “Miss Rivan,” she said firmly, “you don’t need to be scared of him. He can’t shut me up.”
Then she turned back to Jabco.
His lips pressed into a thin line. He was annoyed now, but he was holding it in.
“Lily,” he said, voice low, “what are you actually trying to say? I invited you for dinner, not an argument.”
Lily leaned back more comfortably, crossing her arms.
“I’m not trying to start anything,” she said. “I just want you to give her tomorrow off.”
Jabco blinked. “Tomorrow off?” He looked at Riyana. “Why?”
Riyana’s eyes widened. She clearly had no idea what Lily was talking about.
“She has a date tomorrow,” Lily said casually. “She’s planning to get married. I fixed the date for her. She’s ready to meet him.”
Riyana froze.
“Miss Collins…” she whispered, shocked.
Jabco’s face darkened instantly. He turned sharply toward Riyana.
“You didn’t tell me,” he said. His voice was tight.
Riyana’s mouth opened, then closed again. She had no words. How could she explain something she herself didn’t know existed?
Lily didn’t miss Jabco’s reaction. Not the way his eyes hardened. Not the way his hand clenched slightly on the table.
“Why does she need to tell you?” Lily said coolly. “You’re not the one she’s dating. That’s her life.”
The satisfaction was undeniable. Lily felt it deep in her chest. She had suspected it before, but now she was sure.
Jabco was jealous.
“Enough,” Lily said suddenly, waving her hand. “It’s decided. She’s getting tomorrow off. End of discussion. Now eat. The food is getting cold.”
She picked up her spoon and started eating like nothing had happened.
She just throw the boom at them and act like nothing happened.
But the air around the table felt heavy. Thick. Suffocating.
Riyana sat there in complete shock, her mind spinning. Jabco barely touched his food. His expression was dark, restrained, like he was forcing himself not to explode.
They finished dinner in tense silence.
As they stepped out of the restaurant, the night air felt cooler, but the tension didn’t fade.
Suddenly, a familiar car stopped right in front of them.
The door opened.
David stepped out.
Lily stopped short. “What are you doing here?” she asked, surprised.
“Daddy!” Danish shouted happily and ran toward him.
David smiled at his son and bent down, ruffling his hair. Then his eyes lifted.
They moved slowly between Lily and Jabco.


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