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.

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

her hands clenched at her

into the kitchen

as he glanced between Rosaline and his son. "What the fuck have you

unwavered. "You deserved it, Dad. You shouldn't

as I watched in disbelief, Enzo leaped off the couch and sprinted for the stairs, desperate

I can report you to the police!" Enzo shouted in alarm, running from her as

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

why don't you do something? Go, stop

shrugged nonchalantly and strolled

I couldn't believe him!

reason to

if things escalate?" Concern gnawed at

gesturing for me

"Why?"

"Just come, I'll explain."

me on the kitchen counter, eliciting a

going on?" I blurted out, taken aback by the

to not

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

are you doing?

mean I can't touch my girlfriend. I have my own rights," he murmured, planting kisses along my jawline, and pulling me closer until our bodies met. "God, you're

if they caught

we all have. If they can act like this in front of

him on the

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

get off

to leave until you pay for disrespecting

can give you

genuinely taken aback. "What? My respect is

"Ten dollars

him, and his face turned various shades of