Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

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.

still at the bar, staring into his drink as

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he muttered, barely sparing me a glance before focusing on the glass

cut.”

shot back, my voice shaking. “You’re bleeding, you’re drinking yourself numb, and you won’t even look at

hair, tension rolling off him in waves.

a deep breath and walked toward

like he was trying to convince himself. His dark

brushed against my hand–just for a second–before he pulled

I choked out, “Then let

since we walked into the villa, his expression shifted. Some of the hardness in his face eased, and finally–finally–he let me in.

lead him to the bed. I knelt beside him, carefully dabbing at the cut on his brow, my

didn’t pull away

Then, I reached for his hand, running a cloth

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skin was red. Swollen.

force behind his punches must have

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pain he must be in–but even more for the man before me, the

the first aid box for

to wrap this,” I

forcing me to meet his gaze. “I’ll

concern.

but my heart was far from reassured. I hesitated before finally

nothing to talk about.” He stood abruptly, walking back to the bar like it was his only escape. He

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

fucking talk about Daniel. Or the fact that you

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

Let

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cold, bitter chuckle.

believe me. Sergio and Raquel were right

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but it wasn’t just jealousy burning in his

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

his voice sent a chill of fear through me, but

I insisted, my patience running out. “And I’m not blind, Gabriel. I know this isn’t just about me.”