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.

times. Besides, my eyes are everywhere," Jacob retorted smugly,

hands clenched at her sides.

into the

glanced between Rosaline and his son.

response, unwavered. "You deserved it, Dad. You shouldn't be smoking; the

wring your neck today!" Rosaline advanced toward him, and as I watched in disbelief, Enzo leaped off the couch and sprinted for the stairs, desperate to

violence, Rosaline! I can report you to the police!" Enzo shouted in alarm, running

and watch, you

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

usual banter. Nothing serious," He shrugged

I couldn't believe him!

truly seeing no reason to

things escalate?" Concern gnawed

gesturing for me

"Why?"

"Just come, I'll explain."

eliciting a gasp. Nestling between my thighs, his hands rested on

I blurted out, taken aback by the sudden

tell you to not worry about my mom and dad's

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

"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

are you doing? We're in

have my own rights," he murmured,

be so embarrassing if they caught us

"Trust me, we all have. If they can act like this in front of us,

him on

shock, touching the spot where my light slap had landed. "Is this how you

get off the counter, but he swiftly pulled me

not allowed to leave

give you

respect is only worth ten

dollars is actually generous. Maybe two-two dollars is

face turned various shades of red