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.

couple of times. Besides, my eyes are everywhere," Jacob

confronted Enzo, her hands clenched at her sides. "Sei uno

second, Rosaline stormed into the kitchen and grabbed a

Rosaline and his son. "What the fuck have you done,

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

Rosaline advanced toward him, and as I watched in disbelief, Enzo leaped

domestic violence, Rosaline! I can report you to the police!" Enzo shouted in alarm, running from her as she made

and watch,

don't you do something? Go, stop

their usual banter. Nothing serious," He shrugged nonchalantly and strolled into the

I couldn't believe him!

no reason to intervene

gnawed at

for me to come closer. "Come

"Why?"

"Just come, I'll explain."

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

going on?" I blurted out, taken aback

tell you to not worry

like this?" I was truly bewildered.

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 usual aim," he mumbled, leaning in to

are you doing? We're in your parents'

my own rights," he murmured, planting kisses

embarrassing if they caught us

thousand times," he chuckled. "Trust me, we all have. If they can act like this in front of us, why can't

I slapped him

feigned shock, touching the spot where my light slap had landed.

attempting to get off the counter, but he swiftly pulled me

to leave until you

can give

time, he looked genuinely taken aback. "What? My respect is

continued, "Ten dollars is actually generous. Maybe

and his face