Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 192

Chapter 192: I Saw Red

Gabriel's POV

There was a bitter taste in my mouth-and it had nothing to do with the coffee I'd just swallowed. It came from watching Clairessa and my son.

Adrian was singing her praises again, grinning like he'd won a prize, and there she was, blushing like a schoolgirl.

The smile on her lips made something ugly twist in my chest.

Why the hell was she blushing?

Couldn't she see what he was doing?

Every compliment, every smile—it was all part of his damn strategy to win her

back. And she was playing right into it.

Was she really going to give in that easily?

Goddamn it, Gabriel. This is what you wanted.

You offered to fund her long-time dream just so she could play pretend with your

son.

You practically handed her over to him. So what are you mad about?

This is what you wanted. So now deal with it.

She's simply doing her part... and you caused this.

"Fuck..." I muttered, unaware I'd spoken aloud.

"What did you say, Dad?" Adrian's voice cut through the storm in my head.

I cleared my throat, reached for my glass of water, and offered a half-hearted smile. "I said I'm glad you're settling in nicely at the company. Happy to hear it." Adrian lit up. "Thanks, Dad. This is all happening because of you."

I gave a small nod and hummed. "How's the Randolph Project coming along?"

"Oh-Dad, it's going great," he said quickly, full of pride. "Clairessa has a solid grip on things. And the backend integration? You should've seen her. She figured

it out before IT could even blink. Honestly, she's kind of a genius."

He reached across the table and gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

That damn squeeze again.

Something in my chest tightened.

Did he always have to touch her?

And what's worse-she didn't pull away.

Her cheeks flushed again, and heat crawled up my own.

she didn't want to be with him, she was enjoying it a

eyes to

about you, Clairessa? How's it coming along, from

me-briefly. She'd been

me the

along really

That was it?

wanted her to break. To squirm like

what Adrian's described, I would've

much of a big talker, but I assure you, she's

I nearly laughed.

He had no idea.

he ever would. I knew every moan, every tear, every

what she was thinking in this very

a vague answer,

prove

fire in her eyes told me

of that aloud, so instead, I said, "Adrian, I

Clairessa can speak for

My tone was bitting.

parted, taken aback.

blink. My eyes stayed locked on her, making it clear I was waiting for a real

we've made great progress on the Randolph Project. It's all coming together.

tugging at the corner of

do great when you present to the CEO on

They both froze.

Clairessa asked, visibly alarmed. "I thought that wasn't for another three

Mr. Randolph called

no," she snapped. "We still have so much work left. The team was working under the assumption we had three more weeks before presenting to the

jumped in. "Dad, Claire's right.

in the work you've put in. I've seen the progress report-your team's done a solid

job, yes. But not great enough to impress the CEO at this stage. You told me what the stakes were. If we go in underprepared, we

on the table, my

The room went still.

don't recall asking for suggestions. I gave you an explanation-as a courtesy Randolph insisted on the meeting despite

gaze bounced between both of them,

discussion. You better spend the

we're not losing

"Am I understood?"

Adrian nodded. "Yes, Dad."

move. Didn't flinch.

Of course she did.

that silent protest of

fire in her expression

excited me.

lightly. Only then did

she finally bit

didn't miss the disgust in her tone.

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