My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 212

Evelyn

The soft sound of someone shifting and moving around the room pulled me from the depths of sleep. My eyes blinked open, heavy with lingering grogginess, and I saw Jacob getting ready-probably for the office, judging by his sharp suit.

Dragging myself up despite the weight of sleep threatening to drag me back into the sea of the mattress, I yawned. Maybe it was just another side effect of pregnancy—this constant, consuming need to rest.

"What are you doing?" I mumbled, voice thick with sleep.

his gaze

Jacob froze mid-motion, his hand hesitating as he fastened his watch. He turned toward me, softening as he abandoned the task and approached the bed. “Sorry, baby, did I wake you up?” he murmured, leaning down to caress my cheek.

“Not really.” I let out another yawn. "But why are you leaving so early? You usually head out much later than this."

A small chuckle escaped him as he caught my hands, preventing me from rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "Don't do that,” he teased. "If you wake up too much, you'll struggle to fall back asleep—and you'll end up bored out of your mind while I'm gone. Better to get some extra rest.” He pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead, and I nodded reluctantly, already feeling the warmth of his touch ease me.

“But you still haven't told me why you're heading out so early," I pressed, narrowing my eyes.

Jacob chuckled again, his smile widening as if I'd said something endearing. “There's an early meeting today -new deals for the upcoming project. It's nothing for you to worry about, baby. Just boring business stuff."

I frowned, still half-dazed but not entirely convinced. "When will you be back?"

He leaned in closer, brushing his lips over the corner of my mouth. “I'll be home early, don't worry.”

Unsatisfied, I tilted my chin up with a quiet whine, silently demanding more. His smile softened, and he indulged me with a proper kiss, warm and unhurried but brief enough not to completely pull me from my sleepy haze.

When he pulled away, I pouted, but he simply chuckled and guided me back down, tucking the covers snugly around me like I was something fragile.

"Bye, love,” he whispered, brushing his lips across my cheek one last time.

I mumbled sleepily as he grabbed his suit jacket and headed for the door. “Come home soon.”

light and affectionate. “Okay, love,” he called back, his

clicking shut was the last thing I heard before sleep reclaimed me, pulling me back into

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Unhealed Trauma Will Hurt Everyone Around

buried like whispers lost in the night. Unearthing them would mean digging through layers of pain, and neither of us wanted that. I didn't want him to dive into the same darkness just to let me know what he'd been through. I'd rather have him stay happy and kept everything forgotten even if it meant that I'd never get to know a part of

stayed silent, and

those early childhood events had shaped him. I had hoped things had improved after his adoption, but trauma isn't so easily washed away. You can pour clean water into a glass full of soil, but it won't

change. Instead, I walked into the hall and picked up my phone, focusing on the task I'd meant

It only took a few seconds for her to answer, her face

pie!” she

My voice lacked her usual enthusiasm, weighed down by the bomb I was about

the point,

is it?” She casually plucked a slice of cucumber from

deeply, steadying myself, “I know this might come as

shocks me anymore," she laughed, waving her hand dismissively. You two are like those criminal couples who would rip each other's clothes off even in jaib Like, even

I cut in,

brow furrowed, and she

"I'm pregnant."

moment, I thought the call had dropped. Then, she shot upright, coughing violently. Grabbing a glass of water, she chugged it

"Tell me you're joking."

"I'm not."

sharply. “Evelyn, you're too young for this! No. Don't even think about keeping the

my mind, Bee,” I said softly. “I'm keeping the

"Evelyn "

don't even throw out his old clothes; I add them to my wardrobe. What makes you think I'd give up a part of him? Apart

shifted, panic flickering in her eyes. “Wait...

of last time we talked which was yesterday morning,

you mean, 'last time you talked'? Did you guys