My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 57 Lost In Regrets

Evelyn

"You...know?" I was flabbergasted, too stunned to utter anything other than this one simple question. My mind felt like it had been thrown off the top floor of a hundred-story building-shocking and terrible.

Clara knew...

Damn it! I hadn't wanted a single soul to find out before the wedding, and here the bride already knew about my affair with Jacob. What might she think of me? Having an affair with Jacob behind my dad's back. Shit! Shit! Shit!

"Yes, Evelyn. I know," she nodded, her voice surprisingly calm, devoid of anger or irritation unlike what I'd expected, "I've seen the way you two look at each other, and how genuinely happy you are around him. I had my suspicions from day one, but it was that day at the hall when you abruptly walked away from your conversation with your mom and he followed you that confirmed everything for me I saw both of you at the poolside. I've known for a while, Evie. You don't have to hide anything from me, okay?"

"Clara...I-I..." I didn't even know what to say. First, I had done something terrible by getting involved with a man who didn't even love me, and then I had kept it a secret, even from Clara. "I'm sorry." I couldn't bring myself to meet her gaze, my eyes fixed on the ground.

Her gaze softened, and a sigh escaped her lips. "Hey, Evie, don't be sorry," she said, her touch gentle as she brushed my hair back and caressed my cheek. Her other hand still held onto mine. "You did nothing wrong, alright? I understand. Things like this happen at a young age. Besides, Jacob's a good guy. Yes, I won't deny that there will be complications when your dad finds out, especially given the fact that Jacob's his best friend and much older than you. But aside from that, I don't think there's anything anyone should object to- not everything that seems wrong at first glance is actually wrong," she flashed me a small smile. "I understand you, Evelyn. I know you won't make the wrong choice. I believe in you, and I think you are capable of making your own choices far better than others can for you." But I had made the wrong choice. I already had.

Hell, why did I let myself fall in love with him? What was wrong with me? I was so foolishly in love with him, ready to give up on everything just to have his hand in mine- I'd made him my whole world and he couldn't even make me a part of his.

I couldn't hold back my sobs anymore. "Clara..." I broke down and hugged her. "I made

why are you crying? What happened?" She held me, her hand moving to rest at the back

of a sudden, after just one conversation with Chloe at today's party, he decided to go back to her and pursue a relationship with her..." I sobbed, and this time I felt Clara stiffen in her spot, almost as if she couldn't

me, her eyes wide with shock. "He did

him in the first place, perhaps none of this would have happened, and I could have been spared from this heartbreak. "What am

Samuel's daughter. He'd never want something that could destroy his relationship with Samuel. Yes, I know he took a risk

life," I let out, my voice shaking. "And I stupidly believed everything he said, every word. I blindly believed him. I tried to fix the mess his ex left in his life, heal the wounds of his youth, and in return, he just stabbed me in the back and decided to go back to the same woman who messed up his life. I still can't believe how

sighed, pulling me close into her arms. "Don't cry,

and even more so that he considers all of this between us worth nothing. I was ready to give up everything for him, and he..." Another sob broke through.

crawling up my insides at the thought that when he said those words to me, I almost wanted to beg him to change his mind. But

stroking my hair. "Do you want me to talk to him

escalate further. It's your and Dad's wedding, and the

into her chest to hide my tears, even though she'd already seen what a mess I was right now. Once she realized I wasn't

us, Evie. For me and Samuel, you are everything. All we want is to see you happy, and we are willing to do everything to make

up my mess this time. Whatever needs to be done should be done by me. I don't want anything that could ruin the big day for you and Dad. Besides, it's not worth wasting more time on a man who has clearly made his choice he wants Chloe, so

sure?" She asked, concern lacing her words. "It's not a big deal for me to go and talk to him; what he did is wrong, and he should be held responsible for his