My Husband's Affair My Anniversary Gift (Lily and David) novel Chapter 27

Lily froze for a moment, unable to believe her eyes. Of all the people she had expected to run into here, David was the last.

Her brows furrowed. “Why are you here?” she asked, her voice sharp with surprise and suspicion.

David’s gaze was fixed on her, his expression as dark as a brewing storm. “Why?” His lips curled into a half-smirk, half-sneer. “Because you are my wife. And wherever my wife is, I have every right to be there.”

The possessive weight in his tone made Lily’s chest tighten—not out of affection, but irritation. She had heard that line far too many times before, and it never failed to grate on her nerves.

Evan shifted uncomfortably on his seat. He glanced between them, sensing the tension. “Mr. Hardison,” he said carefully with a smile, “I think you should calm down. You’re misunderstanding the situation...”

But before he could finish, David’s head snapped toward him. His eyes narrowed like a predator catching sight of prey.

“Stay out of this, Evan. This has nothing to do with you. And I’ll say this only once you stay away from my wife.”

Lily noticed Evan’s jaw tense. His natural charm and easygoing personality were replaced by a guarded look, but he didn’t push back. He knew better than to escalate things here in public.

She let out a short scoff, folding her arms. “Your wife?” she echoed mockingly. “Oh, now you suddenly remember I’m your wife? Funny, because you didn’t remember that when you were busy two-timing me.”

David’s eyes darkened, a muscle in his jaw twitching. “Don’t push me, Lily.”

“I’m not pushing you,” she said, her tone calm but sharp. “I’m just reminding you that you don’t get to stand here and pretend to be the loyal, protective husband when you’ve been anything but.”

Her gaze flicked toward Evan, then toward the street. She had already noticed a few figures lingering in the distance, holding up phones or cameras. Her stomach tightened. The last thing she needed was more scandalous photos or headlines.

Without another word, she stood up, grab her bag and took a small step toward David and said quietly, “Fine. Let’s go. Now.”

He raised an eyebrow, surprised at her sudden compliance, but he didn’t question it. He simply took her by the wrist not too hard, but firmly enough to make it clear she wasn’t about to walk away—and started leading her toward the parking lot.

Evan watched them go, his expression unreadable.

Once they were out of the building and away from the main crowd, Lily yanked her hand free. “Let go of me,” she snapped, rubbing her wrist.

David’s eyes narrowed. “You’ve been cheating on me, haven’t you?”

And then it happened—completely unplanned, completely by accident.

In the rush of movement, his head dipped slightly, and her face turned toward him, their lips brushing in a fleeting, unexpected kiss.

It was barely more than a second, but it was enough to send a jolt through her. Her heart hammered in her chest, the sound of it loud in her ears. She could smell the faint scent of his cologne, feel the warmth of his body pressed close to hers.

David’s eyes flickered with something she couldn’t quite read. But before she could process the moment, he leaned slightly closer and murmured, “Careful. There are cameras.”

That snapped her out of it.

She stepped back quickly, putting space between them, her cheeks hot with embarrassment and frustration. “Don’t act like you were protecting me for my sake,” she said coldly. “You were just being you—controlling, possessive, and self-righteous.”

David smirked faintly, but his eyes didn’t match the expression. “Maybe. But you’re still my wife.”

“Not for long,” she shot back, brushing past him toward the car.