Chapter 6
In the VIP lounge, Helen threw herself into David’s arms, lifting her alluring face to kiss his lips.
“Darling, I’ve missed you so much, just let me kiss you for a while.”
David wrapped one arm around her waist, pressing his other hand against the back of her head as he responded passionately, the room’s temperature seeming to spike instantly.
After a long while, Helen pushed David away with flushed cheeks, breathing heavily. “Alright, you should go back to Lisa now.”
“Willing to let me go?”
David’s eyes had darkened with desire as he traced Helen’s swollen lips with his thumb.
Helen lowered her gaze. “No, but I don’t want Lisa to be upset.
Because of me, she’s not answering your calls. I can wait… for you to spend time with her before coming to me.”
“Your thoughtfulness breaks my heart. I can’t bear to leave you either.
Be good, listen to me—don’t think about anyone else right now. Just enjoy what your man’s giving you.”
David kissed her lips again, trailing down to her neck and chest.
Soft moans escaped Helen as her nails dug into David’s back. “David, not there… I can’t take it.”
“Little minx, isn’t this exactly how you love it?”
The passionate scene froze Lisa where she stood, icy dread flooding her veins.
She bit down hard on her hand to stifle sobs, believing herself numb to heartbreak—yet witnessing this remained utterly heart-wrenching.
David had betrayed her completely, soul and body.
Acid burned her throat as nausea overwhelmed her. Covering her mouth, she fled to the restroom, retching violently while sharp pains twinged through her lower abdomen.
Cradling her stomach through blurred vision, tears fell freely.
I’m sorry, little one.
For showing you such an ugly side of your father. Forgive me for not bringing you into this world.
Pale and unsteady, Lisa emerged onto the lively deck—still no sign of David or Helen.
Only after fireworks ended did they return separately, Helen glowing with satisfaction.
Deliberately sitting beside Lisa, Helen opened a velvet jewelry box. “Sis, this gift is for you. I made it myself.”
“Thank you and David for caring for me. Five years ago… you both saved me, not the other way around.
I wish your marriage eternal happiness.”
Inside lay a glaringly bright green bracelet.
Lisa stared blankly before forcing a tight smile. “Keep it. Not my taste.”
Helen’s hand trembled, eyes instantly welling as she glanced toward David.
David seemed oblivious to her plea, his gentle gaze fixed solely on Lisa. “My wife doesn’t like it. Take it back.”


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