My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 60 The Pain Of Silence

Evelyn

"Do not even fucking think about raising your hand at me, Chloe," I warned her through gritted teeth, my eyes locked onto her trembling hand inching toward her cheek. It was as though she couldn't fathom the slap that had just landed on her face. Well, she'd better believe it because I had no qualms about delivering another if she didn't mind her tongue. "I've dealt with enough bullies in my life to handle a lowlife, cheap filthy, woman like you. And believe me, if you dare to step over that line again, I'll rip that hand right off your body."

"What... what did you just say?" Chloe's jaw tightened, her fury evident in the fire that burned in her eyes.

"Are you deaf or just plain stupid? huh? I snapped back. "You can't hear me, right? Let me show you I can actually make you deaf, today if that's what you want. It'll be fun, I promise."

Before I could advance toward her, a hand shot up, gripping my wrist. It was a touch I knew all too well, one that sent regret surging through my veins. My body still fucking craved Jacob's touch, despite everything. I hated it. I absolutely hated how every fiber of my being still yearned for him...

"Evelyn, just don't do thi-"

Before he could finish his sentence, I yanked my hand free from his grasp and shoved him hard in the chest, causing him to collide with the wall. Pain, anger, and sorrow swirled within me- I was going insane. I wanted to hurt him, just as he had hurt me with his words. But no matter what I did, it could never compare to the devastation I felt when I walked in on Jacob and Chloe in that room.

This man had shattered me completely. He got me looking so fucking crazy.

"Do not lay a finger on me, Jacob!" I shouted, pressing him further against the wall, though there was no room left. My eyes blazed with fury, my breath quivered with rage, "Do you hear me? You have absolutely no fucking right to touch me!" I fought back my tears, refusing to show any vulnerability. "You have no right to command me, tell me what to do, or even come near me after what you've done. You've lost that privilege, understand? You've destroyed everything. So stay the hell away from me. Got it?!"

I should instantly see reason, fuck him! "You are not that person," his soft, manipulative eyes almost swayed me, but I couldn't let

have no idea what I'm capable of, and trust me, if I decide to get violent

he'd done, his

speak. He had to damn well

waiting for me to leave so you can fuck your little whore to your fill? Because that's all you care about, right? Sex? Temporary attraction that keeps someone around until you're bored of them? Or maybe you get off on the pain-maybe it's something you need to survive, or

you're so aware that you're not wanted, why don't you just leave,

moment, and took a deep breath. One murder, just one, and I was pretty certain my dad could clean up the mess and

fixed on Chloe over my shoulder.

Love...

called her love. God, it

confusion etched across her face. She must have anticipated Jacob taking her side and confronting me for slapping her. But I knew he wouldn't dare. He was acutely aware that doing

affair got out, he'd lose it all his friendship with my

closed softly. The silence returned to the room, but in my mind, the storm

just call her?" I managed to ask, my voice trembling, tears flowing

acting like this-Chloe and I are trying to rebuild our relationship, and if you keep getting in the way-" he began, his

treat me like a stranger? Do you even have a goddamn heart?" I shouted, choking back my sobs. "Have you even bothered to consider what I'm going through? The hell

I love, not you. What am I supposed to do?" he admitted, his voice filled with reluctance. This man was hesitant