My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 110 Peace Amidst Chaos

Evelyn

"I'm sorry for leaving you alone," Jacob sighed, tenderly cupping my face and pressing a gentle kiss on my forehead. His voice quivered with guilt. "I had no idea they'd pull such a stunt. If I'd known, I'd never have left you here. I'm so fucking sorry..."

"It's okay, Jacob. It wasn't your fault," I sniffled, holding him tighter. Despite the chaos, being in his embrace brought a sense of safety and solace that I desperately needed. It didn't matter what had happened, I was with him now, that's all I needed.

"You must have been terrified, baby," he murmured, his fingers running through my hair as I buried my face into his neck. "I promise this won't happen again. They'll pay for what they did today. I won't let them have the chance to do it again."

"I'm sorry I couldn't stop them. They destroyed everything..."

"Stop, please," Jacob lifted my chin gently, his eyes meeting mine. "Do you think that matters to me, Evie? You have nothing to apologize for. Those things they ruined mean nothing compared to you. You're what matters. And hurting you..." His voice hardened, jaw clenching in anger at the thought. "They laid their hands on my world, and I swear to god, I won't let them get away with it. I will break their fucking hands."

"No, please don't do anything like that. They might hurt you too..." Tears flowed as memories and their words flooded back into my mind. "I can't see you get hurt. Please, don't do anything..."

"Shh... it's alright," he murmured, "No one will hurt me, I promise. Please, calm down, baby."

"No. They said they will hurt you."

"Evelyn, they've been pulling these senseless stunts for years. They've threatened me for years, it's their way to extort money from me. This is their go-to when they're strapped for cash. It's nothing new," he sighed, a hint of defeat slipping into his tone. "They can't hurt me because if they could, they would've done it already. Their attempt was merely to scare you. Don't take their words seriously trust me, they're cowards. They're just hungry for money."

"They're your uncles, right? Why do they do this to you?"

"Because they're greedy, despicable assholes," he chuckled bitterly. "They feel entitled because I ended up being adopted into a wealthy family after my father's death. But you know the irony? In reality, they couldn't care less about my dad. They'd have sold him off if it meant a quick buck. They're cheap and greedy. That's all they are they aren't my uncles. I refuse to consider them family because they don't deserve that title," his voice lowered with a mix of anger and sorrow.

you do something about them after all these years of trouble?" I questioned

I'd ignore their threats, the scenes they'd create at my office. It was stressful just thinking about it. So, whenever they called, I'd just send the money," Jacob sighed,

will you understand your worth? To me, you're worth more than everything in

got hurt because of me, yet you're still concerned about me..." He chuckled softly, tears glistening in his eyes as he wiped them away, leaning in to kiss me gently. "I don't know what I've done to have you in my life." He lifted me up, heading toward the bedroom-the only place his uncles hadn't ransacked. It seemed they

as he settled me on the

he replied, retrieving the

slightly as

little, baby, but then it'll be okay. We can't leave the wound open like this," his gaze softened. "Trust me.

skip it, please?" Tears welled in my eyes. I knew

can't," he murmured, gently smoothing my hair as he tucked a strand behind my ear. "I

no choice, I slowly nodded.

tenderly lifted my leg, handling it with

stinging sensation pierced through, and I squeezed my

soothing coolness replaced the burning sensation as Jacob blew gently

done, baby. Just a little more," he coaxed, his voice calm and reassuring. Thankfully, it was over soon. Jacob carefully dressed my

a sigh of relief, feeling my tense

goodness..." I breathed

sliding his hand around my waist, effortlessly lifting

still my

head resting on his bicep. I snuggled closer, seeking comfort in his warmth, finding peace-this, this was my definition of peace. Being with him, in his

you now," I murmured, wrapping my arms around him, wanting

he chuckled, his

my cheek and neck. "So, tell me something. It'll take at least a week to redecorate my entire apartment. Where do you want to stay in the meantime? I have