Chapter 5 - Selena's Sneaky Game

Selena arrived home earlier than usual. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down after what she had seen at the hotel.

"Calm down, Selena. You have to stay calm."

Her steps were light as she entered the house. She turned on the kitchen light and then started preparing dinner.

If David thought she was going to cry and beg for his attention, then he was sadly mistaken.

Selena knew he was tired of her, but she was going to make him turn to her.

She cooked David's favorite dish—a medium-rare steak with black pepper sauce, mashed potatoes, and sautéed vegetables. The aroma of grilled meat filled the kitchen, tantalizing her senses.

Just as she finished arranging the food on the table, the sound of the door opening was heard. David came home.

Selena turned around, smiling softly. "You home, darling?"

The man took off his tie carelessly, looking tired and lazy. "Hn."

Selena walked over, grabbed the tie, and hung it on the hanger neatly. Then, she picked up her jacket, folding it carefully.

David gave her a quick glance. "Why the sudden concern?"

Selena just smiled a little. "I've always been considerate of you, darling."

David snorted, not answering. He walked straight to the dining table, sat down, and stared at the plate in front of him.

"I cooked a steak. You must be tired after a long day at work," Selena said, sitting across from him.

David stared at the food for a long time, then sighed. "I'm not hungry."

Selena kept smiling, though her heart sank.

"You should eat, darling. At least one bite."

David reached for his fork and knife, stabbing the steak lazily. He cut into it a little, tasted it, then winced.

"It's overcooked," he said gruffly.

Selena held her breath.

She'd cooked the steak to the level of doneness David had always preferred. But he was still looking for a reason to refuse.

Selena bit her lip, holding back the anger that was beginning to burn in her chest.

"I can cook you a new one if you want."

David put down his fork roughly. "Never mind, I have no appetite."

Selena clenched her fists under the table. "What an asshole."

She carved out a smile again, though it was difficult. "All right, then. Would you like me to make some tea?"

David rubbed his face, looking frustrated. "No."

The man got up from his chair, walked into the living room, and picked up his cell phone.

Selena followed him, standing behind the sofa. "Want me to massage your shoulders?"

David looked up, regarding her suspiciously.

"Why are you doing this all of a sudden?" he asked sharply.

Selena chuckled. "I just want to be a good wife."

David frowned, then went back to staring at his phone screen.

Selena glanced over, seeing Lilian's name on the screen before David hurriedly locked it.

Her blood boiled.

So, after rejecting the food she cooked, he wanted to chat with another woman?  

She clenched her hands into fists.  

"Okay. If David can be cool, then I'll make that guy hot."

***

Selena had just come out of the bathroom when the doorbell rang. Ten o'clock at night—who's coming? She stepped up to the door, opened it, and was surprised to see Lilian standing there with her face wet with tears.  

Without any prompting, the woman hugged her tightly.  

"Selena... help me..." Lilian's voice trembled, her body shivering.  

Selena froze for a moment before slowly patting the woman's back, pretending to care. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"  

Lilian looked up, her eyes red. "I was threatened... someone sent me a terrible message. I'm scared... I don't know where else to go."  

Selena cast a quick glance at David, who was standing in the doorway with a worried expression.  

Ah, so this is the game?

David must have wanted to take this woman into their home under the pretext of protection.

Selena suppressed her cynical smile and instead stroked Lilian's back, playing the part of the kind-hearted wife who cared for her husband's mistress.

"Who threatened you?" she asked gently.

Lilian shook her head, crying again. "I don't know... the number is always different. They said I had to leave the modeling world, or I'd regret it."

Selena wanted to laugh. So, someone was trying to drive Lilian away from the entertainment world?

Selena looked at David, pretending to be confused. "What should we do?"

David glanced at Lilian with a thoughtful look. "For the time being, it's better for Lilian to stay here until it's safe."

Selena almost hissed. So, this was the goal? To bring Lilian to their house?

If so... let them see who will be tormented.

Selena smiled weakly, feigning doubt before finally nodding. "All right, if that's best."  

Lilian looked at her fondly. "Thank you, Selena... I wouldn't know what to do without your kindness."  

Selena wanted to laugh even harder, but she just smiled sweetly and took Lilian's hand gently. "That's it, don't cry anymore. Just think of this house as your home too."  

Lilian smiled and then hugged her again.  

David, on the other hand, was looking at them with a strange expression—as if he couldn't believe how easily Selena had agreed to this plan.  

Selena caught his gaze and looked back at him meaningfully.  

"The game has just begun, darling," Selena said to herself.  

After helping Lilian into the guest room, Selena returned to the main room and found David already there, sitting on the edge of the bed with a thoughtful look.  

"Why did you agree?" he asked matter-of-factly.

Selena walked casually to the dressing table, opened the lotion, and applied it to her hands. "Why not? Lilian needs a safe place, right?"  

David frowned. "I thought you'd turn it down."  

Selena turned her head and smiled slightly. "I'm not a cruel woman, darling."  

David looked at her sharply, as if he were trying to read her mind.  

Selena pretended not to care, then walked to the bed and lay down on her back.  

David didn't say anything else.  

A moment later, Selena felt the mattress move slightly as he lay down too.  

Selena held back a smile.  

"Get ready, David. I'm going to make you regret betraying me."