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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Chapter 97: Let Me In

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.

staring into his drink as if it

me clean you

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before focusing on the glass in

cut.”

not,” I shot back, my voice shaking. “You’re bleeding, you’re

a hand through his hair, tension rolling off him in waves. For a long

let out a deep breath and walked toward

he was trying to convince himself. His dark eyes met mine–stormy. “I’m alright.”

for a second–before he pulled away, like

I choked out, “Then let me help

his expression shifted. Some

to the bed. I knelt beside him, carefully dabbing at the cut

but didn’t

to it. Then, I reached for his hand, running a cloth over his bruised knuckles, cleaning the

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skin was red.

his punches must have been brutal.

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had taken those blows and the pain he must be in–but even more for the man before me, the one

searched inside the first aid box for

wrap this,” I

his gaze. “I’ll be fine,” he reassured me,

concern.

hesitated before finally whispering, “Gabriel… we

back to the bar like it was his

I insisted, rising to my feet. “You lost control back there, Gabriel. And I refuse to believe it

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

I shot back, my frustration beginning to build.. “It was a harmless

Let

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a cold, bitter

you have to believe me. Sergio and

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stare pinned me in place, but it wasn’t just jealousy

glass onto the counter. “You promised me. No man would get

of fear through me, but I couldn’t let it show,

patience running out. “And I’m

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