My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 111 Caught

Evelyn

"God, I can't even express how thrilled I am to have both of you here," Rosaline enveloped me in a tight hug the moment we walked in. "I've already set up the room for you two, and I've prepared a variety of dishes! I still can't believe my stupid son finally made a good decision."

"Well, technically, he didn't. I did," I chuckled as she released me from the hug.

"Really? So this idiot didn't even consider bringing you here to stay with us for a few days?" Her glare fixed on Jacob. "How dare you?!"

"Hey, don't start this, Evie. You're making trouble for me!" Jacob's disbelief turned to me, causing a giggle to escape my lips. He then faced his mother, his tone urgent. "Mom, trust me it was my idea to stay here. She's lying."

"Is she?" Enzo raised an eyebrow, munching on a packet of chips. "I don't think so, because you, my son, seem to prefer staying everywhere else but at home."

"Dad, I can't believe you're doing this right now. Should I spill your secrets to Mom?"

"What secrets?" Rosaline's attention swiftly shifted, a furrow forming between her eyebrows.

Well, this was certainly getting interesting.

"He's just bluffing," Enzo chuckled, seemingly unfazed. "I've got no secrets." Despite his confident demeanor, Jacob appeared equally assured.

As this ridiculous confrontation continued, I pondered that it was either something Enzo had forgotten, or he knew of it but was unaware that Jacob was also privy to the information.

Yes, it had to be one of those. Having witnessed numerous clashes between Dad and Clara, I was adept at drawing conclusions.

A smirk formed at the corner of Jacob's lips before he spoke up. "Oh really? So you're saying you've quit smoking and strictly follow the doctor's advice now?"

And there it was-the bomb dropped.

Enzo's eyes widened in surprise, and he froze in place. Slowly, with palpable apprehension, his gaze shifted to Rosaline, whose expression had shifted dramatically-she appeared furious, her face flushed as if she were about to kill Enzo.

Okay...

"Tu monello!" (you brat) Enzo stood up, glaring at Jacob. "Come osi spiare tuo padre?" (How dare you spy on your father?)

My deduction was spot on. He wasn't aware that Jacob knew until now.

happened to see you a couple of times. Besides, my eyes are everywhere," Jacob

hands

stormed into the

eyes widened further as he glanced between Rosaline and his son. "What the fuck

response, unwavered. "You deserved it, Dad.

him, and as I watched in disbelief, Enzo leaped off the couch and sprinted for the stairs, desperate to save his dear

can report you to the police!" Enzo shouted in alarm,

today, just wait and

you do something? Go, stop them!" I looked

shrugged nonchalantly and strolled into the kitchen, helping himself to

I couldn't believe him!

reason

things escalate?" Concern gnawed at

gesturing for me to

"Why?"

"Just come, I'll explain."

me on the kitchen counter, eliciting a gasp. Nestling between my thighs, his hands rested on my waist, his gaze locking with mine,

out, taken aback by the

wanted to tell you to not worry

to do it like this?" I was truly bewildered. Was

of my top. "They'll likely reconcile in a few minutes, and Dad will end up with some redness on his arse. That's Mom's usual aim," he mumbled, leaning in to kiss my neck. His lips made contact with my skin, sending shivers down my spine-he always had that effect on

doing? We're in your parents'

touch my girlfriend. I have my own rights," he murmured, planting kisses along my jawline, and pulling me closer until our bodies

embarrassing if

"Trust me, we all have. If they can

I slapped him

me?" He feigned shock, touching the spot where my light slap had landed. "Is this

get off the counter, but he swiftly

You're not allowed to leave until you

give

he looked genuinely taken aback. "What? My respect

I continued, "Ten dollars is actually

provoking him, and his face turned various shades of red