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.

heard men don't like shopping,"

you around," he

boutique that Anya had always admired from afar

they entered the store, Anya's eyes lit up with excitement at the sight of the elegant displays and luxurious fabrics. Spotting a particular

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 sidelines,

that she

Anya through the bustling mall, his eyes remained fixated on

move.

gripped him 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 was this way

Daniel' went

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

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 posture relaxed

approached to take their order, Daniel's phone buzzed insistently in his pocket. He frowned slightly, glancing at the screen before looking

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

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 noise of the restaurant, causing Anya to pause, her eyes still fixed on

"Anya?"

looking up. There, standing beside her table,

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

eyes

up at her response, a tentative smile playing at the corners

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

he had vacated and sat down. His

repeated, a frown creasing his brow. The word seemed

"Yes, husband. Is there a

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

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

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