Chapter 40

David walked over with measured steps, his face as unreadable as ever. Without warning, his hand landed firmly on Lily’s shoulder, his grip steady but not harsh. “There is no divorce, Mum. Right, babe?” His words came out smooth, almost affectionate, yet Lily froze under his touch. She turned her head to him sharply, her eyes wide in disbelief. What the hell was wrong with this man? Just a second ago, he had barely looked at her, had spoken to her with that usual sharp edge in his tone. And now, in front of Olivia, he was playing the role of the perfect, loving husband? Lily wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it. If she hadn’t known him better, she might have believed him herself. David, however, kept his expression calm, his lips curved into the faintest mockery of a smile as if this was all natural. Pretending—he was simply pretending. She knew it too well. Olivia’s sharp eyes flicked between them, studying every twitch of their faces. When she saw David’s hand firmly settled on Lil