My Husband's Affair My Anniversary Gift (Lily and David) novel Chapter 339

After ending the call, Riyana didn’t waste any time. She opened her banking app, transferred the money, checked the confirmation twice, and then blocked his number. No hesitation. No second thoughts.

When the screen showed the contact was blocked, she felt something inside her finally loosen.

She placed the phone down on the bedside table and let out a slow breath, as if she had been holding it in for years.

At that moment, the door opened.

Jabco walked in, his steps quiet, his eyes immediately searching for her face. “Are you okay now?” he asked, his voice low, careful.

Riyana turned her head slightly toward him and nodded. “Yeah. I’m fine.”

He studied her for a second, as if trying to decide whether to believe her or not. Then he said, “Alright. I’ll take a shower.”

Without waiting for a reply, he headed into the bathroom.

Riyana stayed where she was. The room was quiet again. The weight that had been pressing on her chest for few days slowly faded, and her body finally gave in. She lay back, pulled the blanket up a little, and closed her eyes.

Maybe it was the relief of cutting ties with her father. Maybe it was the medicine. Maybe it was just exhaustion catching up to her.

She fell asleep almost instantly.

When she woke up again, the light in the room had changed. The sun was lower now, casting a soft orange glow through the window. She blinked a few times, trying to adjust.

Late afternoon.

She shifted and noticed Jabco sitting on the sofa near the window. His laptop was open, papers spread out on the table. He was focused, one hand on the keyboard, the other holding a pen, his brows slightly drawn together.

She hadn’t expected that.

“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice a little rough from sleep.

Jabco looked up immediately when he heard her. The moment his eyes met hers, he shut the laptop halfway and stood up. “Why did you get up?” he said, walking toward her.

“You should stay in bed.”

Riyana pushed the blanket aside and put her feet on the floor. “I’m fine. And I’m tired of sleeping.”

He frowned. “No, you’re not fine.” He gently but firmly guided her back to sit on the bed.

“Sit. I’ll bring you something to eat.”

She sighed, clearly annoyed, but didn’t argue. “You’re really bossy,” she muttered.

“And you’re really stubborn,” he replied without missing a beat, already turning toward the door.

When he left the room, silence filled the space again.

Riyana sat there for a moment, then her gaze drifted to the sofa. To the laptop. To the files.

She frowned slightly.

Jabco Grey, working like this? At home? With half-open files and notes scattered everywhere?

That didn’t feel right.

He was never careless with work. Never this relaxed about it. He hated interruptions, hated delays. And yet here he was, working from home, stopping every few minutes to check on her.

She felt something twist in her chest.

Is he really taking this seriously?

Is this the same man I worked for all those years?

Before she could stop herself, she stood up and walked toward the sofa. She sat down in front of the laptop, her eyes scanning the screen.

One glance was enough.

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