My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 125 Mending Promises

Evelyn

As his words crashed over me like a relentless wave, every fiber of my being throbbed with an avoidable pain. For a brief moment, I couldn't fucking fathom that Jacob had actually said it. Did he really? Or was it just my mind playing cruel tricks on me?

No, there was no mistaking itâ€"he had indeed uttered those heartless words. And worse yet, he did so without a hint of hesitation.

How could he?!

I approached him, my gaze empty, devoid of any emotion, any tears, my hands shaking, "What did you just say?"

He remained silent for a beat, avoiding my gaze, but I refused to give him an outâ€"I wouldn't budge until I got the fucking answers I demanded. He was not going to get away with it.

"You heard me, Evelyn."

This piece of shit….

"So, say it again," I demanded, my voice rising. "Fucking say it again."

"Evelyn..." His hesitation was palpable.

"What?! What's stopping you from saying it again when you have already said it so easily the first time? What's wrong, huh?" Despite my fury, tears began to well in my eyes, a sensation I loathed. "Just say it!" I shoved him, backing him against the wall.

"Listen, it'sâ€""

"Don't you dare try to dodge it after you've already said it, you heartless bastard! Say it again!" I shoved him once more, the force propelling him against the unforgiving surface.

"I said we should take a fucking break, Evelyn!" He blurted out finally, his words cutting through the air like a knife.

across his cheek. The impact reverberated through the silent apartment, my hand stinging from the force of the blow. His head jerked to the side, a red

could just

bitterness coating each word. "You know what? You're the biggest mistake of my life. I

leave, but his hand snaked out and clasped mine. "Evelyn, I'm sorry," he pleaded, the determination replaced by guilt in his eyes. For a moment, I wavered, almost succumbing to the sincerity in his gaze. But then I rememberedâ€"he'd crossed a line today that couldn't be uncrossed. Not just one

enough. I was not going to stay with

You do this. All the time. Every fucking time!" My words dripped with frustration. "So fine. If you want me gone, I'll go. I'm done with your indecision. Do whatever the

I began shoving my clothes inside, the violence of my actions a reflection of the turmoil in my heart. I didn't

me,

once more.

break, and I heard you loud and clear. Now let me do what needs to be fucking done." "You know I didn't mean

his arms around

away the dress

he whispered, his forehead resting against

let his words affect

tried to free myself from his

push him away,

was how mad I was at that moment but at the same time I was ensnared in a labyrinth of emotionsâ€"helpless, hopelessly entangled in love.

Fuck me.

fault in all of this?" His expression softened as he cupped my face gently in his hands. "I'm sorry," he murmured, brushing away my tears with his thumbs, "I

choked out a sob, attempting to pull away, but he held me fast, drawing me closer until our

whispered again,

not okay. We can't keep doing this to

what I did was wrong,"

his tone filled

"I shouldn't have said that.

it, Evelyn. I want you

now. But I also