My Husband's Affair My Anniversary Gift (Lily and David) novel Chapter 359

Inside, Riyana was sitting on the bed, her thoughts completely blank. Her body felt numb, like every emotion had burned itself out all at once.

Then she heard the knock.

She assumed it was Krit.

Without thinking, she stood up and walked to the door.

The moment she opened it, regret hit her instantly.

Jabco stood there.

Right in front of her.

Close enough that she could see the tension in his face.

Her hand tightened on the door handle.

Neither of them spoke for a moment.

She did not want to look at him anymore. Did not want to hear another word. The room itself felt too small with him standing there, too crowded with everything they had never resolved.

She pulled the door sharply, ready to slam it shut.

But Jabco moved faster.

The door stopped with a dull thud when his palm caught it. Not aggressively, but firm enough to make it clear he would not let her shut him out that easily. The sound echoed in the quiet room, making Riyana’s heart jump.

Before she could react properly, he pushed the door open, stepped inside, and closed it behind him.

The click of the lock sounded louder than it should have.

Riyana instinctively stepped back, her body reacting before her mind could catch up. Her back brushed the wall behind her, and she looked up at him with narrowed eyes, every nerve alive.

“What are you doing?” Her voice was sharp, edged with warning. “Get out.”

Her eyebrows were pulled together, anger written clearly on her face. Not the loud kind of anger. This was worse.

Jabco didn’t answer right away.

He just stood there, watching her.

That silence of his had always been dangerous. He could watch people without revealing anything, like he was studying them, like he was deciding something heavy inside his head. His face looked calm, almost blank, but she knew him too well. That kind of stillness usually meant his emotions were already too deep for words.

Riyana hated that look. It made her feel exposed, like he could see everything she tried so hard to hide.

“What?” she snapped again when he still did not move. “Why are you standing there like that?”

She did not get to finish her thought.

One moment he was a few steps away. The next, he was suddenly in front of her, close enough that she could feel his warmth, close enough that her breath caught in her throat before she could stop it.

Her back met the wall behind her, not because he shoved her, but because her body moved back on instinct.

Then his mouth crashed against hers, hot, unyielding, perfectly reckless.

His lips moved with bruising fervour, angling again and again, trying to pry hers apart.

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