GOING FOR DINNER

CHAPTER 75 Lucien I was more than angry as I found my way back to the house. I wasn't even angry at Lila. No. She didn't do anything wrong. Lily was the one I was mad at. I should have known that she was more than responsible for doing something wrong when she wore her most expensive dress and headed out of the house, with her hands placed on her stomach. As I walked in, I saw her seated on the chair, watching television with a glass of wine in one hand. I narrowed my eyes at her. She finally turned to look at me. A sinister smile was plastered on her face almost immediately. “Hey husband. You're finally back from wherever you went.” She looked down at my clothes. “Is that sand?” I closed my eyes out of frustration. “That's none of your business. What were you doing at Lila's house?” “Oh,” she said, placing her cup down on the table beside her. “Ia that what you came to talk about? Did she call you to cry and complain to you?” I couldn't help but hate how annoyingly sweet she