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.

without a single shred of hesitation, I raised my hand and delivered a resounding slap across his cheek. The impact reverberated through the silent apartment, my hand stinging from the force of

I could just

seethed, the bitterness coating each word. "You know what? You're the

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

not going

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 fuck

stormed into the bedroom, grabbing my suitcase and flinging open the closet. With reckless abandon, I began shoving my clothes inside, the violence of my actions a reflection of the turmoil

he followed me,

implored, reaching for me once more. But I recoiled, tears now streaming down my

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

wrapped his arms

the chasm that had opened between us. His fingers brushed away the dress clutched in my hand, and I

sorry," he whispered, his

let his words

me fucking go!" I tried to free myself from his grasp but he

to push him

that was how mad I was at that moment but at the same time I was ensnared in

Fuck me.

"What have I done wrong? Why do you always push me away? What's my fault in all of this?" His expression softened as he cupped my face gently in his hands. "I'm sorry,"

to pull away, but he held me fast, drawing me closer

he whispered again, his voice heavy

not okay, Jacob!" Another sob wracked my body. "Pushing me away every time things get toughâ€"it's not okay. We

I

his tone filled

shouldn't have said

Evelyn. I

now. But I also want to give you