My Husband's Affair My Anniversary Gift (Lily and David) novel Chapter 68

“Home?” Lily’s heart twisted painfully. She scoffed, her voice laced with disbelief. “Is that my home? Was it ever?”

She knew why he was doing this, why he was suddenly so affectionate. It was never about her. It was about him, about his reputation.

David’s expression didn’t falter.

“Alright,” he said calmly. “If that’s what you want, I’ll give you that home.”

Lily stared at him in shock before a bitter laugh escaped her lips. This man didn’t even know what “home” meant. Arguing with him felt pointless.

David, mistaking her laugh for agreement, pulled her closer.

“Just sleep now,” he whispered.

She stopped resisting, her body too tired to fight him anymore. His warmth was stifling, his hold unyielding.

Minutes passed in silence. Her thoughts churned, a storm of anger, confusion, and weariness. But exhaustion won. Her eyelids grew heavy, and despite herself, she drifted off in his arms.

The soft glow of early morning light slipped through the curtains, casting a warm hue over the room. Lily stirred, her eyelashes fluttering open slowly. For a brief moment, she was disoriented, her gaze landing on the unfamiliar ceiling. The faint smell of cologne and the warmth surrounding her made her blink again.

Then it hit her.

Her head rested against a solid chest, her body cocooned by strong arms that held her like she was something precious. David.

She froze. Every muscle in her body went stiff as she tried to process what was happening. Memories of last night flashed through her mind.

Her heartbeat quickened.

She tilted her head just slightly to look up at him. David was awake, his eyes half-closed but sharp, watching her with a calm expression that made her stomach twist. His hand instinctively tightened around her waist, pulling her a little closer.

“You’re awake,” he murmured, his voice deep and rough from sleep.

Lily swallowed hard and tried to push herself away, but his hold didn’t budge. “David…” she whispered, her tone uncertain. “Let me go.”

His lips curled into a faint smirk, though his eyes held no amusement. “You ran from me for weeks, Lily. Do you think I’m letting you go that easily now?”

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