My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 161 Things That Never End

Jacob

I slammed the door shut, groaning in annoyance. She and that boy-toy were in her fucking room. I had to give it to Samuel for not letting the door be locked, but at the same time, I was furious with him for letting that goddamn Cameron stay here with Evelyn. My Evelyn.

But did I have anything to say to him? Absolutely not. I couldn't.

Because he was pissed at me, so fucking pissed and there was nothing I could do about it unless Evelyn forgave me, which now seemed like a distant dream.

"Argh!" I groaned, slamming my hands against the coffee table in the corner of my room. Frustration crawled all over my skin, and rage burned within me. I was so mad that all I wanted to do was stride into her room and break Cameron's neck-no, slice his skin, chop up his flesh, shatter her bones, and feed it to the dog.

God! Never in my life had I thought I'd be jealous of a twenty-one-year-old boy. For fuck's sake.

Evelyn messed me up really badly. And she was still playing with me, using that boy. God knew what they were doing in that room.

Was she letting him kiss her?

Touch her in those places only I used to touch?

Caress her, fondle her, embrace her?

Fuck! This shit was driving me insane.

I paced back and forth in my room. The day kept passing by, and every time I walked out, I found the door still closed but not locked. I had this urge to stride inside, grab Cameron by the collar, and drag him out. I wondered what they were doing, but I knew I had no right to interfere. She expressly told me she wanted that boy-toy, whether it was true or not. It was her word, and I had to respect it, even though I didn't want to.

around and walking back into my own room. Supressing my rage beneath my skin. I was fighting a literal battle with myself or specifically my hand. After the struggle, I ended up back inside my room, on the chair, pressing my back into it as much as

my face in my hands and blowing

of me, every single limb, and every fiber wanted to

wouldn't be able to stop once I started. I would make sure she'd never look at another man or

at the

only thirty minutes, and then I would go in there and do whatever it took to get Cameron out of this house and away from my woman. Maybe in a polite way,

was done going easy on her. She would get the other side of me now, and I was

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Evelyn

even if we didn't get to the point he wanted us to. Actually, I wasn't looking for a romantic relationship, but I wanted to try-to forget Jacob and give Cameron a chance

hurt him. He was doing everything he could to make this work, and I wasn't going to let his efforts be in vain. I would let him know he was appreciated and valued through my behavior and whatever else

do.

going shatter it like my love did to me. I knew the pain and I'd do everything in my power to

I chuckled, playfully

out the good things they had, even though they are not together anymore. She is talking to us-the readers. Telling us about the..." I hesitated for a second,

said, lying on his back on my

pillow from the side and hurling it at his face. "Don't

he sat up. "You are so done!" he declared, lunging to tickle my sides. Giggling, I hit him with the pillow again and again, trying to evade his grasp. I stood up, and he followed, trying to catch

teased, chasing me as I ran to the other side of the room,

aren't getting away with

will choose books over everything!" I emphasised unable to stop my laughter, "And how dare you call them overrated?!" I hurled the pillow at his face again, and this time he caught it. We struggled to gain control of it for the next strike, and suddenly, before either of us realized what was happening, I slipped. My body fell onto Cameron's,

from the impact of his back hitting the solid floor, and I groaned from falling