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.

***

since he left, and it was starting to bother me. It wasn't supposed to take this long.

battled with my thoughts, my phone clutched tightly in

Should I call him?

if he's busy? What

matters took. There could be procedures and lengthy meetings with the lawyer, or it could simply be nothing and prove to be that Jacob was in

God! This was enough.

muttered to myself, scrolling through my 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

and I'd always fucking overthink, no

a hopeful smile plastered on my face. "I was just about to call you..." I began, moving to pull him in a tight hug, but my smile faltered as I

Oh no...

went wrong..." I slowly whispered, my voice shaking whilst my hands

without uttering

cascaded to the ground. With a hesitant stillness,

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 the cushions,

So something went wrong...

side, taking a seat beside him, unsure of how to start a conversation or if

didn't fucking know. He

reaching out to grab his hand and pull it

eyes speaking volumes, telling me that something didn't just go wrong-it went terribly wrong. It was as if the weight of the world was now on his shoulders, pressing him down, making

a hug, sighing softly as he held onto me tightly, his trembling voice breaking the heavy

doomed,

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 gathered has been

Oh god...

do, Evelyn? I've lost everything I've built over the years. All those sleepless nights, the hard work, the years... it's

DON'T CRY!