My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 129 Evermore

Evelyn

My feet seemed to resist every step toward Jacob's apartment. Every fiber of my being yearned to distance myself from him. Yet, I knew I had to go back. Despite the turmoil that life and Tyler had thrown our way, I understood Jacob's desperation to find a solution.

Even though I wanted to blame him entirely for kissing Chloe, I couldn't.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the apartment door and stepped inside. Jacob was pacing back and forth, his face damp, likely from splashing water on it-judging by the open tap at the sink. His movements were frantic as he continuously called, presumably for me.

Well...My phone died halfway here. I'd received numerous calls from him during the taxi ride, but I couldn't bring myself to answer.

"God, Evelyn. Please pick up," he pleaded, his restlessness palpable.

Just as he turned, perhaps to leave the apartment in search of me—something he likely did multiple times judging by his disheveled appearance our eyes met.

His eyes widened in surprise, but a moment later, his shoulders sagged in relief.

"Baby..." he began to approach me, but I raised my hand and delivered a tight slap across his face as if it had been itching to do so, just when he tried to hug me.

Finally...peace

His head turned from the force of the blow, reopening the small cut I had given him at the hotel while catching him with Chloe. After a moment, he looked at me, "Yes, I deserved it. But can we please=" Before he could say anything more, I landed another slap across his face.

I seethed, grabbing him by his collars and pulling him closer, my gaze

evident in his eyes. "That kiss...please, trust me, it didn't mean

I'm willing to forget it all, okay? Just tell me... when will you fucking stop letting

voice low, tears welling in his eyes. "I'm sorry. Trust me, I didn't want to.

Jacob, except when it's another woman!" Tears streamed down my cheeks, the emotional turmoil overwhelming me. And those moments kept replaying in my mind-how his lips

my face, drawing me closer, his fingers finding their way to my cheeks as he wiped

pull away, but he held me firmly, pulling me down to sit on the ground

his hand continued to

bastard..." I cried, my voice barely more than a

thing I could have done. I'm sorry, and it'll never happen again," he confessed, his voice heavy with remorse, and I hated how much

fix it!" I

my right to someone else, even if it was just for a moment-what matters is that-you still fucking did it. I might never be able to forget it. Forgiving often creates a wall that never goes away. Do you understand what you've done? I could have decided to sleep with Tyler out of revenge, out of the same desperation like you. What would have happened to us then? Do you understand how dangerous

sigh. "I don't know how to fix this, Evie. I... don't know. And it's tearing me apart to even think about what

She called

she

of that-not a single part of my body enjoyed it, Evie. I hated it from the moment my lips touched hers. It was sickening, it made me feel sick to my core. Please forgive me, baby..." he sniffled, grasping my hands, his tears falling on the back of

twisting my heart.

God...

just like every other time, today too, his eyes told the

the whole truth?" I found myself asking. "Are you hiding anything else from