Chapter 89

David only grinned when she struck him. Calm, cruel. “Don’t you dare bring another man to me,” he said, low, a real dark thread in his voice. “Don’t you dare. If you try, I’ll bury you both.” The words were not a joke. Lily stepped back, her breath coming fast, chest pounding. For a second she stood there, pulse in her throat, eyes bright with fury. He was impossible. He had no shame, no measure. “Haa.” She let out one long exhale and turned for the kitchen, putting the bags on the counter with deliberate loudness. She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her shaken. But her hands were trembling as she opened the containers. David watched her move, then crossed to the small table and sat down like a man claiming his place. He didn’t eat. He didn’t move much. He just watched. The room smelled like spicy noodles and fried rice takeout comfort food, nothing fancy. Lily set two plates out automatically, hands moving with habit. She forced herself to eat, chewing slowly, tryin