My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 130 A Promise

Jacob

"This is our last hope," he whispered, his voice tinged with a mixture of hope and anxiety, "We have a witness who can testify against those women accusing me of harassment in the office. All those fake texts and edited videos spreading through the media, it could all come to an end if this plan suceeds."

"Everything's going to be fine," I reassured him, reaching out to gently squeeze his hand. "Let's hope for the best."

"If things go as planned, I'll get my company back, and even if I can't prove Tyler's behind it all, just getting back on the field will be a victory for now," he sighed, standing up and slipping on his shirt.

I covered my naked body with the duvet, pressing my back against the headboard as I took a deep breath. I was nervous. I desperately hoped everything would return to normal. Seeing Jacob weighed down by this constant gloom-it tore me fucking apart. I was ready to face any struggle with him, but I knew Jacob wasn't prepared for this fight. He didn't deserve to struggle after everything he'd worked so hard to build had been unjustly taken from him.

He truly didn't deserve to be going through all of it.

"I'll pray for us."

He flashed me the softest of smiles in response before leaning in to kiss my lips gently. "I love you," he murmured.

Returning his smile, I pulled him back in for another kiss, deepening it as my fingers tangled in his soft silky hair. His lips against me, this feeling, this was enough for me to fight the toughest of storms. After a moment, we parted, and I rested my forehead against his.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?" I asked softly. "I could join you. It's not a big deal."

He let out a sigh and settled beside me, cupping my face in his hands, his touch gentle against my cheekbones. "I know what you're worried about, and trust me, I won't screw anything up again," he murmured, his eyes filled with understanding. "My lawyer and I are meeting with that woman today, and hopefully, things will go smoothly. Plus, we've gathered evidence proving these allegations are false. By the day of the hearing, we'll have enough proof to show I've been set up."

"Okay," I replied after a moment of silence, leaning in to press a kiss to his forehead, feeling the tension in his body ease at the touch of my lips. "I love you," I whispered.

"I'll be back soon," he murmured, his thumbs caressing my cheeks. "Wait for me."

"Always," I replied with a smile, which he returned before getting up, grabbing his coat, and walking out of the room.

***

starting to bother me. It wasn't supposed to take this long.

my phone clutched tightly in my

Should I call him?

what if he's busy? What if I end up

how long legal matters took. There could be procedures and lengthy meetings with the lawyer, or it could simply be nothing and prove to be that

God! This was enough.

contacts and tapping on his name to make the call. It rang once before the front door of the apartment opened, and Jacob walked in. My eyes snapped to the doorway, hope flickering in my chest as I stood up, a smile spreading across my face. But

know. I was an overthinker, and I'd always fucking

on the sofa. I quickly cut the call, standing up and dashing towards him, a hopeful smile plastered on my face. "I was just

Oh no...

wrong..." I slowly whispered, my voice shaking

without uttering

it cascaded to the

movements carrying

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weight. Each step seemed toecho in the emptiness of the room until, with a heavy sigh, he sank onto

So something went wrong...

of how to start a conversation or

He definitely didn't

began softly, reaching out to grab his hand and

wrong-it went terribly wrong. It was as if the weight

into a hug, sighing softly as he held

doomed, Evelyn. Everything's

tighter as his chin rested on my shoulder and he buried his face into my neck, "We've lost our last chance Tyler bribed the lawyer, and all the evidence my team

Oh god...

"What do I do, Evelyn? I've lost everything I've built over the years. All those

DON'T CRY!