The Billionaire's Mistake

Chapter 125

MISTAKE 125

Chapter 125: Meeting the Ex

Daniel knew that his feelings for Anya could be seen as a weakness. He was not this in love with Helen. It felt like a drug. If something happened to her, he could die. Even worse, the thought of her slipping away, of losing her to someone else, was enough to send a shiver down his spine. His grip on her hand tightened.

As the car continued its journey, Daniel's eyes remained locked on Anya, his mind consumed by thoughts of her.

His eyes made her uncomfortable.

"What?" Anya asked.

"I suddenly want to take you back to the hotel," he said.

When she got the meaning of his words, she turned red in the face.

"Behave," she warned him.

"Then let me take you shopping. Did you not complain last time that shopping from home was not really shopping?" he asked.

They soon arrived at a mall. Since Appletown was a tourist location, it had large malls.

As Daniel and Anya made their way through the mall, the bustling atmosphere filled Anya

with excitement.

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She couldn't remember the last time she had been out shopping.

When Daniel jokingly mentioned owing her a shopping spree, Anya initially hesitated.

She didn't want to burden him with unnecessary expenses, especially considering the circumstances. However, the thought of browsing through racks of clothes and trying on different outfits was too tempting to resist. With a grateful smile, she accepted his.

you won't regret it,"

"Why?" he asked.

men don't

around," he said, and she turned

Anya had always admired from afar but could

of the elegant displays and luxurious fabrics. Spotting a particular brand she had long coveted, she eagerly

front of the mirror as she assessed each one. Meanwhile, Daniel watched from

she

the bustling mall, his eyes remained fixated on her

move.

obsession that gripped him as he watched her navigate

his ears, drawing him in closer with each

this way with his ex-wife. He was not sure why he was this

and Daniel' went to a restaurant to

the elegant restaurant, its atmosphere a blend of quiet conversation and the gentle clink of fine china. At a corner table, partially secluded from the other diners, sat Anya and Daniel Shaw. The couple exuded an air

Daniel, impeccably attired in a tailored suit, leaned back in his chair, his posture relaxed yet commanding. The

waiter approached to take their order, Daniel's phone buzzed insistently in his pocket.

his voice low and smooth. "I'll only be a

the menu, savoring the brief moment of solitude. However, her peace was short-lived. A familiar voice cut through the ambient noise of the restaurant, causing Anya to

"Anya?"

deep breath, steeling herself before looking up. There, standing beside her table, was Vincent,

acknowledged, her tone clipped and cold. Annoyance flickered across her features

eyes

tentative smile playing at the corners

disappeared. "Actually, my husband is just taking a call. He'll be back any moment.

Vincent pulled out the chair he had vacated and

word seemed

narrowed. "Yes, husband. Is there

urgent whisper. "Are you... Are you being

from annoyance to outright disgust. "Are you mad?"

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