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.

great misery if my dad or

of thought, she called out, "Evelyn, what are you

on me, but I purposely ignored him and forced a smile on my face as I walked

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 it did

coursed through

my appetite, Clara. You all

feeling

his coffee mug down, his smile fading as worry replaced

fine," I sighed, my anger dissipating almost instantly when I saw his expression. "I

breakfast. Sit," he insisted, furrowing his brow and motioning for me to take

he interrupted firmly. "You're not getting away with this.

entire time, Jacob silently watched me, seemingly aware of

"But..."

don't you take a seat? Your friend's drama will play out for a few minutes, so you can enjoy your breakfast," Dad dismissed me. Frustration reddened my face. "Why do you always treat me like a

you are a child. A driver's licence and a bit of extra height don't make you any different to me.

care.

for that wretched Gloria, she

began, my voice laced with a

I couldn't finish my sentence as

let's see

spine involuntarily, and

a mix of amusement and

don't think anything can make it better," I fought the urge to shoot him a death

knowing smile. "Now, would you mind taking a seat?" His hand lightly

and I found myself sitting on the chair beside him. The fact that Gloria, that detestable woman,

surprising," Clara chuckled. "I didn't think you'd listen to anyone, but

face before it

I was starving," Mason exclaimed, already devouring his toast

laughed, joining Jennie in taking

my mouth, chewing as forcefully as possible. Suddenly, I felt

toward him, but he didn't spare me a glance, as if he wasn't even

to shout at him, but alas, I couldn't. So, I reached my hand below the table, attempting to remove his hand from my thigh,

all,

rang, and she had to step away to take the

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

arrangements, while my friends, true to their nature, busied

tell me what made you so angry?" Jacob's whisper sent a sudden dryness down

like you know