My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 53 Turbulent Waters

Evelyn

I could feel it the entire time-his gaze, unwavering and fixed on me. He looked at me with a total disregard for anyone who might notice, and I didn't know why, but I found it incredibly thrilling. There was something intriguing about it, perhaps not as intense as butterflies and fireworks, but enough to leave a tantalizing trail of sparks all over my skin, everywhere his blue irises touched. The feeling was indescribable.

I knew him all too well not to notice his eyes on me. He was like one of those books that initially seemed impossible to understand or get through because of their unique traits and storyline, but eventually became your absolute favourite once you got a grasp of them. For me, I had already read halfway through, and I intended to finish the rest of it in this lifetime.

"Dude, your man is still looking at you," Nancy remarked, astonishment gleaming in her eyes, "You've smitten him, haven't you? What did you do? Are you giving him a blowjob every single day?"

A chuckle escaped my lips, "Shut up, Nancy. Someone will overhear your nonsense."

I did want to look at Jacob at this point, but I resisted the urge. I knew that if I did, I might end up going back to him, and the end result would be us leaving this party to start our own in my room, or perhaps his, whichever would be more convenient.

"Sorry, but that doesn't sound like nonsense to me either. She's right, what have you done to him? He seems like he's going to leave that bar and jump on you right in the middle of all these people," Mason added, "Did you perform some sort of black magic on him?"

"Oh you morons," Jennie walked over to us, fixing her dress, she indeed made out with someone, there was no question, "It's no Blackmagic, it's her pussy. Men love it when it's good and in Evelyn's case, it's all Jacob has ever needed in his life." She was seemingly aware of our conversation with her unconventional skill of reading people's lips and faces,

This conversation was about to turn fucking unholy. But I didn't have any right to say anything, did I? Because what Jacob and I were doing was nowhere near holy.

"Oh yeah, you're right. When I used to be with girls, I enjoyed it when she was tight. Kinda same like good arses," Mason said, scratching his jaw thoughtfully, seemingly interested in continuing the conversation, his expression alike ones that people usually had whilst discussing business ideas, "And they liked it when the dick is big, so Evelyn," he shifted his gaze to me, "Are you so crazy about Jacob because he has a big dick?"

I couldn't believe he had just said that. Lord, he could be so brazen sometimes.

"Mason! Shut up!"

"Don't shut him up," Nancy pinched my arm, a mischievous grin spreading across her face, "Tell me, is it his dick you're after?" Before I could snap, Jennie intervened, "Of course she is. And even if that's not the case, there's no way to deny that it helps."

"God, I hate you guys so much."

They burst into laughter, thoroughly enjoying pulling my leg. Nancy added, "Oh, come on, Evie. You know no matter how much you deny it, it makes it easier to like him even more when he fucks you better."

"I can't believe you! You horny motherfuckers, I'm not after his dick, alright? It's him who I love, all of him as a whole. Not for a specific body part and stuff, not even his libido. So, shut up!" I could already feel my cheeks burning red-they were truly shameless.

"Even if you love him as a whole, his dick, or so you say, his libido, doesn't fall behind. It's a part of him, right?" Mason raised an eyebrow, stifling his laughter as he tried to sound serious enough to embarrass me.

"Enough, guys! This is "

"Hey, guys, quiet. Evelyn, look at that," Jennie spoke up, a frown settling between her brows as she examined something in the distance. "Isn't that Jacob's ex? That Chloe whore?"

My gaze snapped to the sight, and the scene unfolded before my eyes. Chloe was leaning against the bar, standing beside Jacob with a drink in her hand—the exact same colored rose wine I'd thrown in her face that evening at the poolside and might do again today if things took a turn for the

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What the fuck was she doing?

My fists automatically clenched at my sides. "I'm going to kill that bitch tonight." The moment I was about to stride towards them, Mason grabbed my hand, halting my movement.

"Calm down, Evelyn. Trust me, you'll regret creating a scene after this."

"You don't know how much that bitch is trying to come between the two of us, Mason. She's grabbing onto every chance she can get. I've already told you what she's done today, haven't I?" I was fuming, my nails itching to claw at her face and pluck all the hair out of her scalp. She'd look perfect when bald.

"Look at me, Evie," Nancy turned me to face her. "Take deep breaths. Slowly, inhale and exhale," she motioned her hands in a lowering motion.

"Yeah... re-relax," Jennie said, already seeming to regret her decision to show me the scene. Mason was glaring at her, making it even more glaringly obvious.

"Relax?" I scoffed. "Whenever I see that bitch, all I want to do is to kill her. Argh, I want to slap the shit out of her already."

"Have faith in your man at least. He's not going to give in. Do you trust him or not?" Mason spoke, "She cheated on him. The last thing a sensible man like him would do is get back with her."

I let out a frustrated sigh, attempting

to regain my composure, but my nerves continued to elude me. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't shake off the intrusive thoughts that consumed me, each one more

disturbing than the last-I'd cut that bitch into tiny pieces. Delightfully!

My gaze darted toward them again, this time catching a glimpse of a smile playing on Jacob's lips as he conversed with Chloe.

Okay, he's in for an hour-long argument.

Call me immature, but I couldn't care less about appearing childish at that moment. Chloe was the last person in the world Jacob should be smiling at, considering everything she'd put him through.

I couldn't tear my gaze away from

sight even though I was trying my best to keep my composure. Unfortunately, it didn't help even the bare minimum. Each passing moment stretched into what felt like an eternity. My mind was consumed by a single, relentless thought: the burning desire to whisk that troublesome bitch away from

Jacob's presence, as far as the ends

of the Earth if necessary.

"Evelyn, don't stare like that. It makes you look like you're about to kill both of them," Jennie cooed.

"Well, I might," I shrugged, shifting my gaze back to them, my breathing heavy and jaw clenched. "First, I'll kill that Chloe, and next, it'll be Jacob, and for him, it'll be a very slow and painful death!"

"Evelyn, calm down!" Mason urged.

"Fuck, I can't. I need to get to him, let me go."

"No, you can't. You will only go there once that Chloe leaves," Nancy declared firmly.

"No way. I need to teach that bitch a lesson. She's been getting on my nerves ever since she came here. Fucking shameless, stupid, annoying, cock- sucker bitch!"

"If you teach her a lesson right now,

in the middle of all these people, it'd end up being a lesson for you for your whole lifetime," Nancy said, sounding serious. "Chloe won't dose anything, but if you end up screwing up the night for your dad and Clara, you'd be the one carrying the regret."

Her words hit me hard. I hated that she was right, but she was. In fact, she was more than just right. I would absolutely regret it if I ruined things for my dad and Clara, especially for a woman like that bitch.

I guess I have to keep the vicious woman in me suppressed beneath my skin until Chloe leaves.

A few seconds passed, and I exhaled a low breath, "Fine. I will talk to him once that bitch leaves."

"Thank god," Mason let out a sigh of relief. "Now, please, stay quiet and enjoy a drink with us. Your man is right in front of you anyway; no one's going

to steal him."

"Yeah, he's right," Nancy quipped, grabbing a hold of me and attempting to drag me with her, "Take a chill pill. Come, let's get some shots."

"Ahem...guys," Nancy intervened, hesitantly, "I think we have got a problem."

I followed her gaze, fixated on the now-empty spot where Jacob and Chloe previously stood.

My brows rose, and my jaw almost dropped to the floor.

What the damn hell!

"Oh no," Nancy said underneath her breath, though my ears didn't miss it. My body had steered into a whole different mode.

Calm down, Evelyn. You can't screw up.

"Um, he must have gone to the bathroom. Shall we drink?" Mason, finding no other way to divert the conversation, tucked his hands into his pocket

and let out, his awkward voice failing to have any effect on me.

"Fuck the drink!" I took off without another moment of hesitation.

I might commit murder tonight. One, if given other circumstances, two.