My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 18 Not A Good Morning

Evelyn

When I descended the stairs, little did I know that my entire morning was about to be ruined.

Amongst Clara, my dad, and Jacob, my eyes were immediately drawn to the presence of Gloria-the painfully unpleasant woman. And to make matters worse, she was seated right beside Jacob. What intensified my burning jealousy was witnessing Jacob engaging in a comfortable conversation with her, just as my dad and Clara were.

What in the world was wrong with that man?

"Evelyn, try not to glare at him as if you're plotting to extract his kidneys," Mason's voice whispered in my ear, his tone low. "Trust me, you don't want anyone to catch on to your jealousy."

"Why the fuck he is talking to her? What's he trying to do? Let her suck his dick?!" I whisper-yelled, my eyes did not move an inch from the scene.

"How would I know? I can't comprehend the thought process of straight men," he shrugged, nonchalantly.

"Evie, it's possible that he's simply trying to avoid awkwardness. After all, he can't just curse and shout at her with so many people around. She's also a guest, and he probably doesn't want to ruin the situation," Nancy reasoned, "Just try to calm down."

"I don't give a damn. I don't want to see that woman anywhere near him," I seethed through gritted teeth.

"Don't be so possessive, naughty girl," Jennie purred.

"Yeah, have some faith in your uncle," Mason chimed in.

Uncle? What the hell?!

"What did you just say?" My jaw clenched, and my hands clenched into fists by my sides. I was ready to strike him at any moment.

He glanced at my clenched fists, a sheepish smile appearing on his lips. "Uh...never mind."

"You better not say anything!" I nearly shouted, but my attention quickly turned to Gloria, who seemed to be shamelessly ogling Jacob's tattoo. "That damn woman! Her entire existence revolves around sex!" "And yours seems to revolve around Jacob Adriano," Mason whistled softly.

This idiot.....

"You dickhead! Shut the hell up, will you?!"

"Okay, fine. Don't scream like a rabid dog," he retorted, his brows furrowed.

I was on my way to yell again when I got interrupted by Nancy.

"Guys, calm down." Nancy cringed, making a lowering motion with his hands, "What y'all tryna do? Do you want them to hear us?"

Oops!

She was right.

in great misery if

interrupted my train of thought, she called out,

on me, but I purposely ignored him and forced a

do you manage your business in Italy so successfully while spending most of your time here?" Gloria's question to Jacob reached my ears as I approached the table. That

hint of discomfort evident in his voice, though

coursed through me

involuntarily. "Actually, something has ruined my appetite, Clara. You

feeling okay?"

his coffee mug down, his smile fading as worry replaced it. "Are you

almost instantly when I

to leave without having breakfast. Sit," he insisted, furrowing his brow and motioning for me to take

"You're not getting away

me, seemingly

"But..."

don't you take a seat? Your friend's drama will play out for a few minutes, so you can

and a bit of extra height don't make you any different to me. You'll always be my little clingy

care.

laughter. As for that wretched Gloria, she continued her futile attempts to gain Jacob's attention, asking him trivial questions she likely wouldn't get

I began, my voice laced

I couldn't finish my sentence as

don't you just have a seat and let's see what

my spine involuntarily, and my gaze locked

mix of amusement

can make it better," I fought the urge to

see about that," he flashed me a knowing smile. "Now, would you mind taking

mind could catch up, and I found myself sitting on the chair beside him. The fact that Gloria, that detestable woman, was still here

"I didn't think you'd listen to anyone,

actually surprising that Evelyn is bothering to listen to somebody," Dad remarked, confusion flickering across his face before it morphed into something else. "The pleasure is all mine," a smirk tugged at the

exclaimed, already devouring his toast

joining

attempted to channel my anger into the food in my mouth, chewing as forcefully as possible. Suddenly, I felt a familiar hand on my thigh, his

didn't spare me a glance, as if he

my hand below the table, attempting to remove his hand from my thigh, only for his grip

all,

had to step away to take

right now," speaking into her phone and grabbing her juice glass, she excused herself and

friends, true to their nature, busied themselves with

angry?" Jacob's whisper sent a sudden dryness down my

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