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.

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

means you do smoke!" Rosaline confronted Enzo, her hands clenched at her sides. "Sei uno stronzo!"

stormed into

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

Dad. You shouldn't be smoking; the

in disbelief, Enzo leaped off the

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

and watch, you jerk!

why don't you do something? Go, stop

It's their usual banter. Nothing serious," He shrugged nonchalantly and strolled into the kitchen,

I couldn't believe him!

no reason to

if things escalate?" Concern gnawed at me at this

for me to come

"Why?"

"Just come, I'll explain."

With a swift motion, he lifted me and settled me on the kitchen counter, eliciting a gasp. Nestling between my thighs, his hands rested on my

blurted out, taken aback by the

to not

like this?" I

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 usual aim," he mumbled, leaning in to kiss my neck. His lips made contact with my skin, sending shivers

are you doing?

I'm here doesn't mean I can't touch my girlfriend. I have my own rights," he murmured, planting kisses along my

embarrassing if

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

slapped him on

touching the spot where my light slap had landed.

attempting to get off the counter,

to leave until you

I can give

he looked genuinely taken aback. "What? My respect is only worth

my laughter, I continued, "Ten dollars

and his face turned various shades of red