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.

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.

you won't

"Why?" he asked.

don't like

following you around," he

Anya had

and luxurious fabrics. Spotting a particular brand she had long coveted, she

assist Anya with her shopping endeavors. They helped her select various outfits, 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

she was

Anya through the bustling mall, his eyes remained fixated

move.

an undeniable sense of obsession that gripped him as

ears, drawing him in closer with

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

Daniel' went to a restaurant

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

twirled a strand of her dark hair around her finger as she perused the menu. Daniel, impeccably attired in a tailored suit, leaned

in his pocket. He frowned slightly, glancing

need to take this, baby," he said, his voice low and

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

"Anya?"

up. There, standing beside her table, was Vincent, her

cold. Annoyance flickered across her features as

eyes

the corners of his

where Daniel had disappeared. "Actually, my husband is just taking a call. He'll be back any moment. Perhaps it's best if you

chair he had vacated and sat down. His actions only served to

The word seemed to leave a bitter

husband. Is there

his voice dropping to an urgent whisper. "Are you... Are you being forced to

hung in the air for a moment, Anya's expression morphing from annoyance to outright disgust. "Are you mad?" she hissed, mindful of the

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