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.

a few slaps. You deserve so much worse than that, you piece of shit," I seethed, grabbing him by his collars and pulling him closer, my gaze piercing into his eyes. "You fucking kissed her! Do you even fucking comprehend what I felt watching you kiss that bitch?! Do you even

"That kiss...please, trust me,

America," I spat. "Just tell me one thing, Jacob. Just one thing, and I'm willing to forget it all, okay? Just tell me... when will you fucking

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

all your mistakes, 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 met hers. I couldn't just forget it,

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

go..." I tried to pull away, but he held me firmly, pulling me down to sit on the ground

sorry..." he whispered, repeating the words continuously as his hand continued to comfort me until the first sob

cried, my voice barely more than

know it's the worst thing I could have done. I'm sorry, and it'll never happen again," he confessed, his voice heavy with remorse,

fix

never be able to forget it. Forgiving often creates a wall

he let out a trembling 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 I've done. But

called me,

she

I was desperate, dying to make things better for us, drunk, and not thinking straight, so I agreed to kiss her. And it happened because 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

twisting my heart.

God...

wasn't lying. His eyes had never lied, and just like every other time, today

truth?" I found myself asking.