My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 73 Broken Bonds

Evelyn

Shock etched all over her face, growing even more pronounced as she stammered, "Wait, w-what?"

Dad's voice cut through the air like a knife, "You heard me, Chloe. Pack your fucking bags and get out." His gaze shifted to Jacob, while Clara clung tightly to Dad from behind, more likely acting as a human buffer to prevent any potential outbursts.

I was losing my shit, my heart pounding in my chest, and my anxiety had already become a brewing storm ready to unleash itself and fucking destroy me.

"And you," he continued, addressing Jacob as he pointed a finger at him, "I regret ever considering you my friend. Not only did you exploit my daughter's emotions, but you allowed your bitch to insult her under my own fucking roof. I have to praise your audacity cause you actually fucking deserve it! Take your bitch and leave."

"Samuel, you can't just insult me like this," Chloe's jaw clenched. Of course, a woman like her would surely be more concerned about her pride rather than Jacob even when he stood on the brink of losing his friendship with my dad. The thought of the pain it would inflict on both of them tugged at my heart, no matter what Jacob had done to me. I didn't want this rift to happen. Call it love-blinded naiveté, but I simply couldn't bear to see any relationship crumble.

Maybe I was stupid for this but...I really loved him. I really did even though he didn't.

And I knew, this love was going to cause me a lot of losses when Jacob might only lose a friend.

"I can, Chloe, I absolutely can," Dad spoke up, "I know about you just as well as Jacob does. I remember how you used to offer hand-jobs to guys on your first dates, for an extra twenty dollars, even when you weren't exactly hard up for cash. I recall how you paid guys to play the part of your boyfriend, with certain 'benefits' attached such as-sucking their dicks in return, and let's not forget the nights you pilfered money from lockers, getting caught twice. It was your dear boyfriend who had to bail you out by borrowing money from me. I can list more incidents like that," Dad chuckled, "So, believe me, this is probably the most respect I can give you. Allowing you to remain under my roof is already more respect than you deserve. So, before I decide to strip away this facade you've built with your newfound wealth, likely by sleeping with rich businessmen, you should leave!"

Chloe's face contorted through various shades of red, while Jacob's expression remained aloof. I had anticipated him defending his partner, but it seemed he couldn't care less.

What was he doing? What was really going on in his mind?

God, Could it be that he's even worse than I thought, and he doesn't care about her at all?

"Samuel, you are crossing the line," Chloe seethed, her anger simmering as her voice grew louder. "You have no right to disrespect me."

"And you had no fucking right to take advantage of my daughter's pain and taunt her under my roof. You had no right to fabricate stories of her slapping you even though I believe she should have. And, most importantly, you have no right to linger in my house after being told to leave. For fuck's sake, Chloe, you're so much older than her-how could you stoop to venting your jealousy on her? How many times must you prove to be a disgrace to the name of women?"

Chloe's eyes shot daggers at Jacob, "You'll just stand there and say nothing, Jacob?" who remained silent and disinterested. It was as though he had no intention of even looking at her.

What on earth was going on? Did they fight or something?

Fuck, this situation was already too stressful and this behavior of Jacob was just adding to the mix.

precious daughter, but remember, she's the same daughter who chose to

her exit, my mother, who had chosen silence throughout, finally

it too far," my mother's unexpected statement surprised not just me but

fuck did she has to say

as he gritted his teeth, "This scoundrel used my own daughter for his sick, twisted desires and then discarded her like she's a fucking toy to play

seen my dad this furious, but I felt powerless to interject. I desperately wished for a way to prevent the situation

this would

What had

shouted, his voice laced with frustration. "Never. Not even for once. Do

a single of his features displayed said that he was lying, yet wasn't he the same person who told me that he was only with me to get

him say that he

not fucking lie you piece of shit!" Dad once again made a move to

please don't...." Clara

have lost what I had," Jacob chuckled, it sounded bitter and his voice dropped a few octaves, "I don't give a fuck about what everyone thinks. I know my truth- I never used Evelyn. And I will

trying to cover

her, then why the hell are you back with your ex? Do I look like a naive child to you? Don't play word games with me, Jacob, or I'll tear that

And then...something weird happened.

Jacob might have given. But, it already seemed Jacob wasn't

trapped in her own thoughts, hesitating,

the hell was going on

of what had occurred between Jacob and me, except for the news of our affair that she'd heard from Chloe. So why was she suddenly passing judgment without knowing the full

her mind too? She

from anger to confusion as he looked at my mother. My gaze darted toward Jacob, who seemed to release a quiet,

tense silence. She sighed heavily, running her hand through her hair before bringing it to her mouth, releasing a deep breath to steady herself, "I asked

felt like it was about to hit the

Greater good?

when the reality of it sunk in,

to break up

I loved to fucking

an explanation. My mind had ground to a halt. Basically, all this pain I endured, my mother too had a hand in

How could she?

Fuck I didn't want to cry, but the tears had begun to