The Billionaire's Mistake

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.

THE

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.

hope you won't regret it," she

"Why?" he asked.

don't like shopping,"

like following you around," he said, and she turned

stop was a high-end boutique that Anya had always admired from

entered the store, Anya's eyes lit up with excitement at the sight of the elegant displays and luxurious fabrics. Spotting a particular brand she had long coveted, she eagerly

offering their expert advice on style and fit. Anya tried on several different pieces, twirling in front of the mirror as she assessed each one. Meanwhile, Daniel watched from the sidelines, his gaze fixed on Anya with a mixture of obsession and

that she

the bustling mall, his eyes remained

move.

as he watched her navigate the shops with an air

like music to his ears, drawing him in

never felt this way with his ex-wife. He was not sure why he

and Daniel' went

chandeliers casts a warm light over 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 of refined power, drawing subtle glances from those around

black dress that accentuated her curves, idly twirled a strand of her dark hair around her finger as she perused the menu. Daniel, impeccably attired in a tailored suit, leaned back in his chair, his

Daniel's phone buzzed insistently in his pocket. He frowned slightly, glancing at

baby," he said, his voice low and smooth. "I'll only be

restaurant's entrance, his movements fluid and purposeful. She turned her attention back to the menu, savoring the brief moment of solitude. However, her peace was short-lived. A familiar voice cut through the ambient

"Anya?"

a deep breath, steeling herself before looking up. There, standing beside

tone clipped and cold. Annoyance flickered across her features as she regarded

eyes

smile playing at the corners of his mouth." It's been a while. Mind if I join

had disappeared. "Actually, my husband is just taking

chair he had vacated and sat down. His actions

repeated, a frown creasing his brow. The word seemed

eyes narrowed. "Yes, husband. Is there

an urgent whisper. "Are you... Are you

moment, Anya's expression morphing from annoyance to outright disgust.