Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 47 Helping My Son Win His Girl Back

“If the restaurant is going as well as you say, why don’t you look like someone celebrating success?“1 asked, my voice low but direct.

Adrian mumbled something I couldn’t make out, clearly embarrassed.

I took a deep breath. “Let me guess she hasn’t taken you back?”

He looked up briefly, then nodded, looking ashamed. “She’s not taking my calls or replying to my messages. I’ve tried everything you told me to do… Dad, she just won’t listen.”

I sighed, rubbing my temples. “Cheating is serious, Adrian. It destroys relationships. You know that “I paused, letting the truth sink in.

He looked away, shame written all over his face. I could see how the guilt was eating him up. It was hard to see him like this, and it brought back my own painful memories. I remembered how Angelique, my ex wife, had an affair with my closest friend because I wasn’t earning enough at the time. Her cruel justification, “I did it for you,” had shattered me, leaving me broken in ways I hadn’t fully understood until now.

“Especially knowing what it did to me,” I continued, my voice strained. “You remember what your mom did to me, don’t you?”

Adrian’s gaze fell to the table, guilt lining his features. “Dad… Mom’s situation was different.”

I clenched my jaw, feeling the old pain in my chest. The betrayal still felt so fresh, no matter how hard I’d

tried to bury it. I wanted to open up to show Adrian the depth of my hurt, but the wounds were too raw. I wanted him to understand without dragging him into my own dark past

don’t want to get into that,” I said quickly cutting off the painful memories. “Adrian, I tried to protect you from the consequences. But if she’s strong enough to walk away maybe it’s time to move on.”

His voice cracked with hurt. “How can you say that, Dad?”

it’s the truth,” I replied firmly “She may never forgive you, not after what she saw. That image doesn’t just disappear. You need to

table. “I don’t think I can, Dad. I love her too much. I don’t know how to let go. She would make the perfect wife… and I could finally feel settled. Especially with how the girls are these days… she’s different. She’s

in his own words. “I get that you care about her, but marriage is a long way off. And right now, it sounds

“After what happened with Mom, I need someone I can

“And you think she’s that person?”

messed up. That’s why I want to fix it so badly, but I

problems he had to figure out on his own. “Adrian, there’s not much I can do here. She walked

don’t know what else

this works, Adrian. You can’t just use me to

mess.”

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you’ve had more experience with women than I have. Help me. I’m fucking losing it,”

my tone stern.

“Sorry, Dad.”

anyone because I’ve always been honest about the terms of the relationship. I don’t make promises I can’t keep. Haven’t you listened to

I have. Your golden rule is: never make a promise you can’t keep. But I didn’t mean

and cheat,” I shot back, my voice cold. I realized I had

him the harsh truth, even if

me,” Adrian said, his voice trembling. “The

at him, torn. No matter how frustrated I felt, he was still my son. I couldn’t turn him away. “Fine. What exactly

changed and I’m ready to be a better man for her,” he said, his eyes full of