Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 97

Chapter 97: Let Me In

Clairessa’s POV

Chapter 97 Let Me In

Gabriel walked ahead of me as we entered the villa, his broad shoulders tense, his entire body still radiating anger.

“Gabriel,” I called after him.

He stopped but didn’t turn around.

I quickened my pace, reaching out to wrap my fingers around his elbow. He was warm, his muscles rigid beneath my touch. Slowly, I turned him to face me, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought it might shatter.

His face–God, his face–was a mess of bruises and fresh blood. A cut on his brow trickled crimson down his cheek.

I reached up instinctively, brushing my fingers over the cut.

He flinched. Pulled away. As though my touch burned.

A deep ache spread through my chest. He wouldn’t even let me comfort him.

Without saying a word, he strode to the bar, grabbing a glass with the same hands that had landed brutal punches just moments ago. He poured himself a glass of scotch. Then another.

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The silence pressed in, heavy, suffocating.

I swallowed hard. “Gabriel, please… talk to me.”

Still nothing.

I stepped forward, reaching for his hand. “You’re hurt-”

He jerked away before I could touch him. My gaze dropped to his bruised knuckles.

“I’ve seen worse days,” he muttered, his voice hoarse, almost broken.

I stared at him, my heart aching. “That doesn’t mean you have to suffer alone.”

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He downed another drink, his Adam’s apple bobbing with the motion. The loud clink of glass hitting the counter made me flinch.

I fought past the lump in my throat. “I’ll find something to clean you up.”

Without waiting for a response, I hurried into the bathroom. My hands shook as I rummaged through the cabinet, grabbing a small first–aid kit. It wasn’t much, but it would have to do.

at the bar, staring into his drink as

me clean you

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focusing on the

cut.”

you’re drinking yourself numb, and you won’t even

tension rolling off him in waves. For a long moment, he

he let out a deep breath and

like he was trying to convince himself. His dark eyes met

he pulled away, like he couldn’t bear to let me in.

out, “Then let me help

the first time since we walked into the villa, his expression shifted. Some

beside him,

didn’t pull

making sure the wound was clean before pressing a bandage to it. Then, I reached

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was red. Swollen.

his punches must have been brutal.

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the pain he must be in–but

inside the first aid box for a

this,” I murmured, watching his

“I’ll be fine,” he reassured me, as if sensing my

concern.

far from reassured. I hesitated before finally whispering, “Gabriel… we need to talk about what happened at

face turned to stone. “There’s nothing to talk about.” He stood abruptly, walking back to the bar like it was his only escape.

back there, Gabriel. And I refuse to believe it was just about an

“Don’t fucking talk about Daniel. Or the fact that you let him close enough

didn’t kiss me,” I shot back, my frustration beginning to build.. “It was a

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out a cold, bitter

you have to believe me. Sergio and

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jealousy burning in his

matter, now,” he growled, slamming the glass onto the counter. “You promised me. No man would get close to you. And you broke that

his voice sent a chill of fear through me, but I couldn’t let

“And I’m not blind, Gabriel. I know this

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