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.

my eyes are

do smoke!" Rosaline confronted Enzo, her hands clenched

Rosaline stormed into

further as he glanced between Rosaline and his son.

response, unwavered. "You deserved it, Dad. You

and as I watched in disbelief, Enzo leaped off the couch and

is domestic violence, Rosaline! I can report you to the police!" Enzo shouted in

you every kind of violence today, just wait and watch, you jerk! How

don't you do something? Go, stop them!" I looked at

shrugged nonchalantly and strolled into the kitchen,

I couldn't believe him!

he truly seeing no reason to

escalate?" Concern gnawed

me to come

"Why?"

"Just come, I'll explain."

kitchen counter, eliciting a gasp. Nestling between my thighs,

I blurted out, taken aback by the sudden

to tell you to not worry about my mom

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

their spats all the time, trust me. It's nothing serious." His attention shifted, his gaze lowering to the neckline 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

What are you doing? We're in your parents'

I have my own rights," he murmured, planting kisses along my jawline, and pulling me closer until our bodies met. "God, you're

so embarrassing if they caught

this a thousand times," he chuckled. "Trust me, we all have. If they can

slapped him

touching the spot where my light slap had landed. "Is this how you treat your boyfriend? No respect at

off the counter, but

leave until you

I can give

aback. "What? My respect is only worth ten dollars?

continued, "Ten dollars is actually

enjoyed provoking him, and his face turned various shades of