Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 167: Chasing After Her In The Rain

Gabriel's POV

I stood by the window in my bedroom, staring out at the heavy downpour, hoping the rain could somehow drown out the noise in my head.

But it didn't.

The ache in my chest was unbearable. It felt like someone had torn my heart out with their bare hands, and I was still expected to function.

To breathe. To move on.

Clairessa lied to me.

She deceived me.

And no matter how many times I tried to reason it out-tried to stitch together a narrative that didn't hurt as much I couldn't move past it.

The sickest part? My own son was also in love with her.

We both fell for the same woman.

But I didn't just fall. I plummeted.

I let my guard down for her. Let her in like she was my second chance at

something I didn't even believe in anymore.

Love.

I told myself she was different. Safe. Real.

Mine.

But no.

She wasn't.

She was exactly like Angelique. The same games. The same fake innocence. The

same damn sweetness masking manipulation. Deception. Lies.

And I bought into it.

God, I bought into it.

I wanted to hate her to call her every name in the book. Cold. Manipulative. Heartless. Anything that might make the betrayal easier to bear.

But I couldn't. The words wouldn't come.

Even after everything, I still couldn't see her that way-not in my anger, not even in my heartbreak.

My mind tortured me with memories-images from the past month that refused to fade.

That first night at the club... the way she danced-seductive, unapologetic. Her eyes locked with mine across the room, like she already knew the damage she was about to cause.

Then she stumbled toward me, tipsy, laughing as she spilled her drink on my shirt. She flirted-boldly, shamelessly. And yet... beneath all that sexy confidence, I could taste her innocence-like she didn't quite know what she was playing with.

hallway, kissed me like her life depended on it. There was passion in that kiss, but sweetness too. It lit something in me I hadn't

her an out, she begged me to make

And fuck... I did.

knew it was my own son she

fire in her voice when she stormed into my office and called me out for pretending not to know her. I played it cool, but the second I walked her out, I knew there was no way in hell

carefully seduced her way into my life... for revenge.

building, brick by brick, until I was exposed-wide open-and then

me no one

ways I

destroy, everything I swore

didn't even want to finish the

breathe through the tightness crushing

then it

her

I threw her out.

I never wanted to see her

I meant it.

Didn't I?

here, wondering if she was still out

In the rain?

Swore I didn't. I shouldn't-not after everything she'd

But I did.

me,

war with myself-every part of me screaming that she didn't

was that other part-the one I'd tried so damn hard to

that still believed I wasn't a

That I was human.

humans don't just stop caring overnight... not even when they've been

when

was all it

the stairs, adrenaline overriding logic.

door to the room she was

corner-just to be sure

then I saw

note on the

have been a lie. But my feelings for

clenched the paper

was still trying to use cheap words-words meant to

back into her arms.

wouldn't let them work. Not

was

flashing. It wasn't safe. And no matter what she'd done, I couldn't let anything happen to her

my coat and keys and bolted out

into the garage, thunder rumbling above as I

I turned the key. I threw it into drive and sped down the estate

in my head told

while I still could. That this was the right thing-letting her go, leaving it all

foot

if it