My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 127 Nothing's The Same

Evelyn

As the cab trailed behind his car, my surprise morphed into apprehension when it bypassed his office without halting. Suspicion intertwined with worry as God, the memory of the past incident loomed large in my mind,"I dreaded the notion of enduring such turmoil again, especially with the weight of our current struggles pressing down upon us. Tyler had spared no effort in tarnishing his image, and the mere prospect of history repeating itself threatened to shatter Jacob irreparably.

I couldn't let that happen, at all costs.

Amidst the whirlwind of my thoughts, my gaze remained fixed on his car up ahead, witnessing it come to a halt in front of a hotel. He stepped out, prompting me to urge the cab driver to pull over a few feet away, ensuring we remained unnoticed, a request he thankfully obliged.

I hastily settled the fare, striving to keep him in sight as he disappeared into the hotel.

Why would he be at a hotel?

Was he meeting someone? Damn it, this situation was spiraling out of control.

Regardless, I trailed after him, striving to maintain a low profile, noticing his unusual lack of awareness of his surroundings, "uncharacteristic for Jacob, who typically had a keen eye for his environment. Today, however, he seemed lost in his own thoughts.

What was happening to him? He seemed....drunk.

Had he drunk all the way to the hotel? God, no!

I observed him pause at the reception desk, engaging in conversation with the receptionist. Though I couldn't hear their exchange, her gestures indicated a room number, likely on the third floor,"possibly 326, if I deciphered correctly from the subtle movements of her lips.

He nodded in acknowledgment, likely expressing gratitude, before proceeding to the elevator. As the doors closed, I hurriedly entered the adjacent lift, selecting the third floor, placing my faith in luck and intuition.

My nerves frayed, emotions roiling within, consumed by a potent blend of worry and curiosity. Deep within, I grappled with the fear of who might be waiting for him at the hotel, driving him to deceive me. The specter of his past deceit haunted me, a stark reminder of his vulnerability in times of decision-making. I couldn't bear to witness him stumble into another folly, not now, not ever.

If I didn't stop him from fucking it up, then who would?

The lift doors parted, and as they did, Jacob came into view, heading towards room 334. Well, it seemed I misread the receptionist's lips afterall spying on a grown man wasn't exactly my forte. He knocked on the door, and moments later it swung open, allowing him entry.

My heart raced, urging me to move closer. As luck would have it, the door was ajar, invitingly open, as if the occupant inside couldn't be bothered to secure it.

be another trap set by Tyler?

No way!

couldn't let

I grasped the door handle and eased it open, the murmurs of two voices reaching my ears. A shiver ran down my spine as I recognized the voice other than Jacob's. Entering the room, my body trembled, my heart pounding against my ribs, and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead. The sight before me froze me in place, my soul seemingly departing with each caress of their lips, his fingers

God!

real

struggling to breathe. Colliding with a table. He finally snapped out

broke the tension, a smirk playing on her lips as she

real! not any

They kissed...

He kissed her.

Breathe, Evelyn. Just breathe...

and I felt as though I were

horror, guilt clouding his eyes as he attempted to approach me. I instinctively recoiled, extending

cheeks. Yet, inexplicably, the sobs remained trapped within me, somewhere inside my chest, at some corner closer to my heart, the pain too intense to

through every fiber of one's being. Words feel inadequate, like trying to contain a

my trembling lips as I sought support against the console. I attempted to steady my ragged breaths, to gather the shattered pieces of myself, but the tears

was the purpose of his visit? To have

accept it? Why did my love for him overshadow the trust I

it all so

I questioned, a bitter chuckle escaping despite my efforts as I regarded him. His expression betrayed nothing but guilt, his eyes pleading to convey a thousand apologies his mouth couldn't articulate. "To have... to have sex with this woman?" My voice quivered with

does it seem like to you?" Chloe interjected, her tone dripping with malice. "Isn't it obvious? I warned you, didn't I? He'd always come crawling back to

Jacob swiftly turned towards her, his hand closing around her throat, squeezing the life out of her. "If you dare utter another word, Chloe..." His voice was low, laced with a dangerous edge as he pinned her

for breath. Moments later, Jacob released her, and she crumpled to the ground, coughing and wheezing, the stark reality of her mortality dawning

approached, but I didn't give him a chance to speak. Without hesitation, I landed

no room for another

the explanations or the stories behind his actionsâ€"I cared about what I

had enough

tried everything, I

you, sacrificed my own life for you, went back to you again and again even when you pushed me away, I seethed, my anger simmering at its peak. "I fucking gave my all to be the person you could lean on, and this... this is how you repay me? By stabbing me in the back and being here with this woman who's hell-bent on destroying us?! Is this what I get?! Is this what I get