"Lily, when did you get here? Why don't you come in?"
I suppressed the anger and smiled, trying my best to speak calmly.
"I just arrived. I was afraid of disturbing you."
Mike stepped forward and took me into his arms. He was good-looking and he looked like a gentleman as he spoke gently.
"Baby, leave him alone. Why are you here? It's noon. Let's go eat."
Thinking of his hypocrisy, I resisted the urge to beat him up and nodded gently.
"Okay."
Noah gave me a meaningful look and left.
The meal was boring, but I pretended to be happy.
After lunch, we happened to meet Cindy, who was passing by.
Her eyes lit up and she said in surprise, "I didn't expect to meet you here."
Cindy took my arm and winked at Mike as she tilted her head and spoke in a sweet voice.
"Mr.Jones, can you give me a drive?"
Mike gently looked at her and replied softly, "Of course."
I looked at them indifferently as the two of them ignored me. It was only when I saw the love in his eyes that I realized how ridiculously wrong I had been in the past.
Cindy was well-dressed in a short white skirt with chestnut-colored curls, smiling. It was obvious that she had not happened to pass by.
Were they enjoying the pleasure of having an affair right under my nose?
I remembered such a moment before. But at that time, I cherished the happiness and deliberately ignored those details that made me feel uncomfortable.
Hearing Mike's reply, Cindy's gaze swept over me, a hint of imperceptible pride flashing across her eyes.
"Lily, don’t think too much. I'm just passing by and I don't want to take a taxi."
I nodded indifferently. Feeling my attitude, Mike frowned.
"Lily, don't be unreasonable. It's not safe to leave a girl here alone."
I frowned and tears welled up in my eyes as I spoke weakly.
"I'm sorry. I'm not in a good mood today."
B*tch, stop moralizing me. I also know how to pretend to be kind.
I cursed in my heart, but my tears had already rolled down my cheeks. Although I was acting, I still couldn't help but feel a little sad.
I am saddened by Cindy's deception and the sincerity I gave over the past year.
Cindy let go of my arm and intimately pounded Mike's shoulder.
"How can you be so mean to Lily? Look, she's crying."
Mike did not resist her actions. Instead, he looked at me unhappily.
"Throw a tantrum just because you're in a bad mood?"