My Husband's Affair My Anniversary Gift (Lily and David) novel Chapter 64

Lily was starving. Her stomach had been growling since late afternoon, but she’d been too busy, too stressed, to even think about food. Now, as she got out of the cab in front of the apartment building, exhaustion and hunger hit her all at once. She pulled her coat tighter around her shoulders against the chilly night air and grabbed her phone.

Her fingers scrolled through the food delivery app while she walked. She barely looked where she was going, eyes fixed on the glowing screen.

She typed in search words, noodles, maybe fried rice, or some soup. She didn’t even care anymore. She just wanted something warm, something easy. After a moment of indecision, she tapped an order and added extra dumplings, then confirmed it with a sigh.

Lily’s eyes stayed glued to the screen, following the order confirmation as she made her way into the building. She barely even noticed the sound of her own heels against the marble floor of the lobby. She walked straight to the elevator, pressed the button, and stepped inside when the doors slid open.

She didn’t see him.

David had been there all evening, leaning against a wall in the hallway near her apartment door. He hadn’t moved for hours, only pacing back and forth now and then. He didn’t even know why he’d come. Marina was in the hospital—he should’ve been with her, but the thought of sitting in that sterile white room by her bedside made him restless.

His mother was in another hospital room across the city. He couldn’t be everywhere at once.

But his empty house haunted him. Every night, coming home and seeing that big, expensive dining table empty… remembering how Lily used to be there, waiting for him with food, even if she was mad at him. How she would turn her head away but still silently place a bowl of soup in front of him. She’d always been there.

And now she wasn’t.

He told himself he came because he wanted to talk to her, to get answers.

When he finally saw her coming through the building’s glass doors, his heart skipped a beat. She looked tired, her head bent over her phone, a small frown of concentration on her face as she scrolled. She didn’t see him. She didn’t even glance around. That hurt more than he expected.

Who was she texting? Who had her so distracted that she didn’t even sense him near?

The longer he watched her, the angrier he became. She walked right past him, pressed the elevator button, and stepped inside.

He strode forward, his long legs closing the distance quickly, and slipped inside the elevator just before the doors closed.

That’s when she finally noticed him.

At first, she didn’t look up, only shifting slightly when she felt someone’s presence. But then he moved closer, and before she could react, his hand slammed against the cold elevator wall beside her head, his body pressing hers against it.

“What....” Lily gasped, startled, her phone nearly slipping from her hand. Her eyes widened as she looked up and then her shock turned to fury when she saw his face.

“David! Have you lost your mind?!” she shouted, her voice echoing sharply in the small elevator. She shoved at his chest with both hands, but he didn’t budge.

He pinned her harder against the wall, his strong arms trapping her. Their bodies were pressed so close she could feel the heat radiating from him. The scent of his cologne, familiar, intoxicating filled her senses. Her heart betrayed her, pounding so loudly she was sure he could hear it.

She cursed herself silently. She hated him, hated everything he’d done to her… so why did her body still react this way? Why did his closeness still make her heart race?

“How could you talk to your husband like this?” David’s voice was low, dangerous.

“Don’t forget, I’m your husband.”

He lowered his face, aiming for her lips, but Lily turned her head sharply, and his lips brushed her cheek instead.

“Stop!” she snapped, her voice trembling with anger.

David’s patience snapped. He grabbed her face roughly, forcing her to look at him.

Lily froze. His words stung, but more than that, she felt the weight of them. This wasn’t her apartment. This was Claire’s building, Claire’s reputation. She couldn’t risk a scene here.

Her anger trembled inside her, making her body shake. She stared at him with fiery red eyes, refusing to cry. Slowly, after what felt like forever, she turned and unlocked the door.

She stepped inside first, throwing her bag onto the sofa with a loud thud. David followed her in, shutting the door behind him.

“Did you sleep with Carson too?”

The venom in his voice froze her in place. Lily turned sharply, staring at him in disbelief.

“Don’t you dare,” she hissed.

He took a step closer, his laugh harsh and bitter. “Why not? Isn’t that why you’re staying in his apartment? Isn’t that why Claire is protecting you? How many men are lining up for you, Lily?”

“Don’t think everyone is like you,” she shot back, her voice sharp as a blade.

“Hah!” David let out a scornful laugh, his voice echoing through the quiet apartment. “So quick to judge me, but look at you now, living in another man’s place. You think you’re so innocent?”

Lily’s hands clenched into fists at her sides. She wanted to scream at him, to tell him everything he’d done to break her, but she refused to let him see her cry.

“You ruined this marriage,” she said quietly, her voice trembling with emotion. “You destroyed everything we had. And now you come here, accusing me? Dragging me like I’m some kind of criminal? Do you even hear yourself, David?”

Her words seemed to hit him. For a moment, his expression flickered, but then his face hardened again.