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.

you won't regret

"Why?" he asked.

men don't like

following you around," he said,

a high-end boutique that Anya had always admired

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 dragged Daniel over to browse

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

she

Daniel followed Anya through the bustling mall, his

move.

that gripped him as he watched her navigate the shops with an air of

ears, drawing

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

Anya and Daniel' went to 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

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 yet commanding. The subtle glint in his eyes as he gazed at

buzzed insistently in his pocket. He frowned slightly, glancing at

this, baby," he said, his voice low and

towards the 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

"Anya?"

herself before looking up. There, standing beside her table, was Vincent, her ex-boyfriend. His presence

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

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

Vincent pulled out the chair he had vacated and sat down. His actions only served to increase Anya's

a frown creasing his brow. The word seemed to

husband. Is there a problem

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