The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 123

Chapter 123: Her past

Daniel soon came out of the bathroom. His hair was wet, making him look absolutely breathtaking. Anya could not help staring.

"Instead of just looking, how about touching?" Daniel asked, and Anya looked away.

Room service brought their meal.

As Anya sat down to eat, Daniel couldn't help but notice the frown that seemed permanently etched on her face.

He watched her for a moment, contemplating whether to pry further into her mood or to let her be. But his curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to ask her what was bothering her. "Why do you keep frowning?" Daniel inquired, his voice laced with concern.

Anya looked up from her phone, her expression guarded. "I have a class reunion tomorrow," she replied tersely.

Daniel raised an eyebrow, sensing there was more to her response than met the eye. want to go?" he asked.

"Do you

Anya snorted, a hint of bitterness in her tone. "No," she said flatly. "I'm not close to any of them. I don't know them that well."

Daniel studied her for a moment, trying to understand the source of her anger. "Did they bully you in school?" he ventured.

Anya shook her head. "No, I had friends," she said. "I was lucky, I never got bullied."

Chapter 123. Her past.

"Then why are you so angry?" Daniel pressed, genuinely curious.

As Anya handed Daniel her phone, his eyes narrowed at the screen, his grip tightening on the device as he scrolled through the messages. Daniel saw Vincent in the chats trying to get more information about Anya and frowned.

His blood boiled at the cruel words written about her; the taunts and jeers from people talking about Vincent and Anya rubbed him the wrong way. Daniel's jaw clenched as he watched Anya scroll through the high school reunion

on her phone.

chat

How long did you date?" he asked, and Anya paused. She was not sure where he was going with this, but she still answered. "The first two years

the overwhelming surge of jealousy threatening to consume him as he sat on the

the edge of the table tightened, his knuckles turning white with the force of his grip. The muscles in

that an ex would make him this jealous. The mere thought that he once had Anya, his Anya,

Did he touch her?

he fought to rein in

phone earlier today?" he asked,

He recalled the way that man looked

looked positively ravishing. He realized he

he had to remain composed, for Anya's

jealousy, she would not react

didn't matter. He had her/

meet

should hand over what was in the safe.

out for me."

though

gently touch her arm. "Hey," he murmured softly, his voice laced with a hint of concern. "You won't see him, right? For what ever reason, you won't see

with a slight chuckle, but when he did not laugh, she stopped, and they stared at each other.

Daniel asked, his voice

indifference. "I never cared

his brow, his mind racing with questions. "Was your relationship that deep? He seems obsessed; how did

my only boyfriend, but I can't say the same for you, who had flies, probably flings, and even a few girlfriends. You even had Selene a moment ago. Don't you think you are being

a surge of anger, his fists clenched at

me? Are you saying I have no right to ask?"

listening to yourself?" Anya

the reunion?" Daniel asked quietly, his voice softer

"No," she replied simply. "I have no interest in seeing any

in the air between them. When they had finished, Anya rolled into bed, pulling the covers up around her. Daniel followed suit, slipping under the covers beside her and wrapping his arm around