My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 65 Whispers Of Discontent

Evelyn

As Jennie and I descended the stairs, my gaze locked with my dad's. He was seated next to Clara but appeared less enthusiastic than usual. The reason for his subdued demeanor eluded me at that moment, as a furrow formed between his brows, diverting my attention away from his other friends gathered around. While I couldn't recall everyone's name, their faces were familiar.

"Where the hell are you off to, Evelyn?" Well, I couldn't deny that I had expected this kind of reaction from him, because I truly had. How could I not? It was my dad, after all- he wanted me there, right before his very eyes, all the fucking time.

"I'm heading to the club with my friends," I replied, offering him a smile as I passed by. However, my smile faded when I noticed who was seated across from them-Jacob and Chloe. They sat side by side, Jacob's arm around Chloe's waist, and Chloe sitting perilously close to him, their intimate body language unmistakable. There was a beer bottle in his hand, and the other two other empties lying at his feet. Maybe he and Chloe were sharing the drinks? Couples did this kind of stuff, didn't they?

Well, I couldn't say for certain, as Jacob and I hadn't exactly been a couple, just an affair. A scandalous one that he had chosen to bury beneath the cover of night, despite its daytime origins. His gaze remained fixed on me, devoid of any discernible emotion, not even a hint of regret.

Wow! I still couldn't believe how swiftly things had taken a turn.

Why had I expected him to acknowledge the wrong he had done to me when deep down, I knew he was already aware of it?

"This looks new," I chuckled, crossing my arms over my chest as I observed them. "Did you two finally find your way back together?"

Jacob didn't respond, and Chloe merely flashed me a smug smile that spoke volumes.

Fucking bitch!

"Yeah, they're back together," my dad remarked, his smile lacking sincerity now explaining why he looked so unimpressed in the first place. He wasn't thrilled by the news, but I could wager he would have been pleased if he knew that his daughter had narrowly avoided a disaster.

But why had I rushed headlong into that disaster in the first place? I should have restrained my desires, right? Then why?

Fuck me! They say it's true that most decisions at this age are nothing but colossal mistakes. Jacob had undoubtedly been my first and most significant blunder. I never thought I could have regrets, but he had proven me wrong, and now I had a multitude of them, with him being the most painful.

"Good thing, isn't it?" My mom, who was seated on the opposite side, wore an expression that combined hesitation with an unmistakable 'I told you so.'

that. I couldn't care less

relieved that my voice remained steady and my smile genuine. "It's wonderful that Jacob has found some excitement again," I chuckled, glancing in their direction. Jacob's eyes had been locked onto me from the start, and Chloe's smug smile

about Chloe's reaction but what exactly was Jacob

type only I could notice and the ones who knew the history. It was evident she was rubbing it on my face. "Evelyn, please make sure to return early, okay?" Clara intervened, perhaps sensing

my dad instantly snapped, "Wait, what? No, she won't

arms, even if only briefly, to help me forget him. "Dad,

with him, striking like a cobra. But today, I simply didn't have the energy for it, knowing I had stood on the precipice of jeopardizing everything, including my relationship with my dad, all for a man who couldn't care less about me. Jacob Adriano, God, he didn't care about me at all. All he wanted was sex. It was unbelievable how I had once regarded this glaring red flag as the luckiest gift of my

Dad conceded, still eyeing me suspiciously. "But you can't use my credit card. I'll give you some cash-that way, I can at least limit your extravagant

dollars, Samuel. Is this your idea of limiting

Dad retorted, seemingly oblivious to her

spoil her quite a bit," Chloe commented casually, playing with Jacob's hair, her

your pardon, I fail to see how that's any of your business, Chloe," I finally snapped. It was just so hard to keep it all in anymore especially when I hadn't even planned on attacking her in the first place- I just wanted

course, it's not," she replied, sitting up straight, her eyes challenging. "But you know, girls who are accustomed to having everything handed to them on a silver platter sometimes end up desiring things that aren't rightfully theirs,

she planned to get beaten by me today. One slap hadn't

at, Chloe?" Dad

shrugged, smiling sweetly. "She should start learning about the real world now. We all know how young people like her can make

tightened, and I could tell he was struggling to keep his temper in check.

for her, lay it beneath her feet whether it's material possessions, a house, a car, trivial items, or

not healthy for her or you. Mark my

enough," Jacob interjected, trying to defuse the situation before Dad could respond, shooting her a warning glare. But Chloe

babe? I'm just telling the truth, and it's not

money, am I?" I retorted, a mischievous smile playing on my lips, I just wanted to rip her tongue at this point, but I held back, "I'm using my father's money. Isn't that sufficient for

disbelief, anger flashing in her eyes. "What...what did you just

other people around, mostly Dad's friends- I couldn't blame

to head out and squander my father's fortune. I'm sorry you didn't have that privilege during your teenage years, not everyone comes from money, I understand," I kissed Dad on the cheek and then Clara. "I hope Jacob treats

and leave, a