Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

Chapter 157

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The next morning, Lily stirred awake, immediately feeling the ache in her waist and the soreness in her body. She groaned softly, stretching her arms before catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror across the room. Her eyes widened slightly at the sight–her skin was dotted with faint marks, souvenirs of last night” passionate escapades. Shaking her head with a wry smile, she muttered to herself, “Ethan really went overboard

Turning to check the time, her casual glance at the clock turned into a double–take. “Oh, wonderful,” she sighed. “It’s already 10:30 Remembering she had plans to meet Riley at 10, she shrugged and chuckled. “Well, she can wait. What’s another hour!

Unhurried, Lily stepped into the bathroom and treated herself to a long, soothing shower, letting the warm water case her tired muscles. By the time she finished, she felt refreshed and ready to tackle the day. She made her way to the dining table, where Ethan had left a delicious breakfast for her before heading to work After eating leisurely, she dressed up and finally left for the café.

When she arrived, it was nearly noon–an hour and a half past their agreed meeting time. Spotting Riley seated at a corner table, Lily casually walked over and slid into the chair opposite her. “Hey,” she greeted simply.

Riley plastered on a smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Hi, you look gorgeous today,” she said with forced enthusiasm. The last time she saw Lily, she hadn’t looked nearly this radiant. Today, however, she seemed to exude confidence and elegance.

Riley’s real goal was to win Lily’s trust, so she had made an effort to arrive 30 minutes early to ensure she wasn’t late. But what she hadn’t expected was that Lily herself would keep her waiting for two hours. Still, she masked her irritation with a sweet smile. “How have you been?” she asked, trying to sound cheerful.

“Good, Lily replied curtly, offering no further explanation.

A passing waitress caught her attention, and she ordered a strawberry milkshake without bothering to acknowledge Riley’s effort to make conversation.

Riley clenched her fists under the table, taking slow, calming breaths. Despite waiting for hours, there wasn’t even a trace of apology on Lily’s face. No explanation, no regret–nothing. But she couldn’t let her frustration show. She needed to play her cards right.

“Look, Riley,” Lily said, breaking the silence. “I don’t have a lot of time to waste. So, let’s cut to the chase. Why did you ask me to meet you?”

Riley forced a laugh, though it sounded awkward. “Lily, what’s with the tone? We’re best friends, aren’t we? I just wanted to catch up with you and have a nice, friendly chat.”

“Are we?” Lily asked bluntly, raising an eyebrow.

you mean?” Riley

I remember, Lily replied, her tone calm but cutting, “you’re

what are you saying? Of course, we’re best friends! You

interrupted, her voice firm. “Let’s not waste time beating around the bush. Just

for a moment before che quickly recovered determined to stick to

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new Luty, out witnessing it firsthand was unsettling. The confident, sharp–eyed woman sitting before her was unrecognizable from the soft- spoken girl

she could only gape at Lily, trying to make sense of the drastic transformation.

If you want, I can save you some trouble–take a picture. That way, you

embarrassment. “I–I’m sorry,” she stammered. “It’s just… you’re so different from before. What happened to

in her chair, an amused smirk playing on her lips. “You’re asking me what happened?

Riley replied hesitantly. “She mentioned something about an argument, and that you left

chuckled darkly, her gaze sharp. “Riley, after I ruin your singing career, you should seriously consider acting. You’re much better at it than Rose. If I didn’t already know the truth, I might have

eyes widened, panic setting in. “W–What do you mean? My career? Why would you

and your best friend

anything!” Riley protested, her voice rising in desperation. “Lily,

still a celebrity. You wouldn’t want anyone to hear you shouting and uncovering your dirty secrets, would

sent chills down. her spine. She

tension between them didn’t exist. “Oh, by the way,” she said, tilting her head slightly, “have

“Hospital? No… Why would I go to the

tell you?” She clicked her tongue. “That’s odd. I thought you two shared everything.” Leaning forward slightly, she added,

with shock. “Why? What happened

was soft but cold. “My husband