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Chapter 187: Winning My Way Into Her Heart

Author: Oma Green
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-17 04:07:58

Adrian’s POV

Corporate bullshit.

That’s what this was.

I stared at the screen—project timelines, team performance updates, and task completion rates. None of it made any damn sense. Dad said this would be easy. Just sit in, observe, learn.

But the moment I opened my laptop, I knew I was in way over my head.

This wasn’t my world.

I didn’t want to be here. I wanted to be back in my restaurant—sleeves rolled up, fire beneath the pan, knives gliding clean through ripe tomatoes.

That was me.

This? This was a cage dressed in fancy walls and giant windows.

But I was here because of Dad—and his threat to cut me out of the will.

I wasn’t about to let him hand over everything he built to strangers. I was his only blood. His legacy—whether he liked it or not.

Still, I couldn’t call his bluff. I knew my father well enough to know he never made empty threats. He’d do it just to prove a point.

And maybe—just maybe—there was still a part of me that wanted to make him proud. Wanted to see that look i
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  • Falling For My Ex's Dad   Chapter 187: Winning My Way Into Her Heart

    Adrian’s POVCorporate bullshit.That’s what this was.I stared at the screen—project timelines, team performance updates, and task completion rates. None of it made any damn sense. Dad said this would be easy. Just sit in, observe, learn.But the moment I opened my laptop, I knew I was in way over my head.This wasn’t my world.I didn’t want to be here. I wanted to be back in my restaurant—sleeves rolled up, fire beneath the pan, knives gliding clean through ripe tomatoes.That was me.This? This was a cage dressed in fancy walls and giant windows.But I was here because of Dad—and his threat to cut me out of the will.I wasn’t about to let him hand over everything he built to strangers. I was his only blood. His legacy—whether he liked it or not.Still, I couldn’t call his bluff. I knew my father well enough to know he never made empty threats. He’d do it just to prove a point.And maybe—just maybe—there was still a part of me that wanted to make him proud. Wanted to see that look i

  • Falling For My Ex's Dad   Chapter 186: Playing Dirty

    Clairessa’s POV I sat behind my desk, staring at the contract spread out before me for what felt like hours. Tasks piled up around me—emails, meetings, deadlines—all screaming for attention. But my eyes kept tracing the same lines, the same signatures, the same bold header with Gabriel’s name and mine. I couldn’t look away. I couldn’t bring myself to put it aside. My chest felt like it might explode from the pressure of it all. Was I about to make another mistake—one I couldn’t undo? Damn it… How could this feel so wrong when it was the very reason I came to Storm Innovations in the first place? I fought my way in. I played their games. I proved I belonged. All for this—one shot to bring Hart to life. And now, it was right in front of me. And more. Full funding; seventy percent ownership; creative control. It felt almost unreal. I’d retain full intellectual property rights. Gabriel would take a thirty percent equity stake in exchange for complete financial backing

  • Falling For My Ex's Dad   Chapter 185: We Never Stood A Chance

    Gabriel’s POV She was still standing there—fuming, heartbroken, stubborn as ever—and I couldn’t even look at her without feeling like I was splitting in two. This wasn’t how I wanted things to go. I didn’t wake up thinking I’d be the man pushing her into some twisted compromise. I never planned to dangle her dream in front of her like bait just to get her to do my bidding. When she made it clear she didn’t want this—when I saw how much she hated the deal, hated what I was asking—it made everything inside me burn. But I had to. Because love didn’t always look like roses and promises—it looked like sacrifice. Like doing the unthinkable to protect what little we had left. She had no idea what it was costing me to sit there and play the villain. God, I wished she understood. None of this was easy for me. Not one damn second of it. My voice dropped. “How do I tell him that the woman he loves is also the woman I'm in love with? That I’ve already had her?” The disbelief on h

  • Falling For My Ex's Dad   Chapter 184: If You Walk Out The Deal Is Off

    Clairessa’s POVI reached Gabriel’s office a few minutes later, my heart still rattled from the elevator ride with Adrian. But the moment I stopped in front of the door, the nerves gave way to a slow, burning anger.I paused just long enough to take a breath, then knocked lightly.“Come in,” Gabriel’s voice called—low, calm, composed, like he hadn’t shattered me a hundred times already.I stepped inside, chin held high.He sat behind his desk, casually flipping through papers like it was just another Monday morning and he hadn’t dragged me here out of nowhere.His eyes met mine.For a heartbeat, something flickered there. Pity? Maybe. Regret? Possibly. Whatever it was, I didn’t want it. I didn’t need his sympathy. Not from him. Not now. Not ever.His gaze didn’t waver. “How are you doing?”The question landed softer than I expected—his voice gentler than it had been in days. Careful. Almost too careful.I crossed my arms. “What do you think?”He leaned back in his chair, setting the p

  • Falling For My Ex's Dad   Chapter 183: Who The Hell Did He Think He Was

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  • Falling For My Ex's Dad   Chapter 182: She Put Me In This Position

    Gabriel’s POV“Mom, please don’t go... come back…”My voice cracked in the dark as I reached for her—but the door slammed before I could move.I jolted awake, heart pounding, drenched in sweat.The alarm blared beside me like it wanted to yank me out of more than sleep.4:30 AM.I shut it off and sat there, breathing hard, trying to understand why that dream had come back—after all these years.I hadn’t thought about her in so long. I buried that part of my life so deep I almost convinced myself it never happened.But her face lingered—clear as day.That day—when she packed her bags, shouted that she was done, and walked out to be with another man. She didn’t look back. Just said my dad would hear from her lawyer about the divorce papers, then slammed the door like we were nothing.She left us like we were just another chapter she couldn’t wait to rip out.I was ten.My dad—God. He picked up the pieces. I still remembered the look in his eyes, the way he forced a tired smile through a

  • Falling For My Ex's Dad   Chapter 181: The Lies Hurt Less

    Gabriel’s POV Clairessa didn’t look at me. Not once. I ended the call mid-sentence. Whatever deal it was could wait. I couldn’t focus anyway. My hand dropped to my side as I watched her climb the stairs like she was dragging the weight of the world behind her. Her shoulders were hunched, arms wrapped tight around those shopping bags like they were the only things keeping her together. The way her foot dragged on the top step made my chest twist. I’d seen her bruised before—but not like this. This was devastation. And her eyes… I didn’t need a clear view to know they were red and swollen. She’d been crying. Dammit. Watching her like that—broken—and not being able to go to her, to comfort her… it tore at me. The front door closed with a soft thud, pulling my attention back. Adrian stepped in, locking it behind him. His face was pale, hair tousled like he’d been dragging his fingers through it for hours. “Dad…” I didn’t answer right away. Couldn’t. My eyes stayed on the sta

  • Falling For My Ex's Dad   Chapter 180: Done With Being A Pawn

    Clairessa’s POVAdrian's hands shot out, steadying me before I could stumble back. “Whoa—where are you dashing off to?” he asked, eyes searching mine.I opened my mouth, but no words came. My throat closed around them. “I—I just…” I stuttered, glancing away.“What’s wrong?” he asked, voice softer now. “Talk to me.”I tried to pull away, but his grip on my hand tightened—not enough to hurt, just enough to hold me there.“Nothing. I just need to be alone,” I muttered, trying again to slip free.“No, you don’t.” His voice was firmer this time. “You don’t need to be alone right now. Something happened. I can see it all over your face. Please, talk to me.”The kindness in his voice made something in me crack. But I couldn’t tell him the truth—where I was going, what had just happened. And I knew if I said too much, he’d want to follow.“I just…” I exhaled shakily. “I need to go back to my apartment. I want to see what’s left. What I can salvage.”Adrian’s expression darkened with concern,

  • Falling For My Ex's Dad   Chapter 179: The Man I Fell In Love With Was Gone

    Clairessa’s POV I stared at Gabriel in disbelief, a knot tightening in my stomach as I waited for the rest of the sentence—like it was some kind of sick joke and any second now, he’d laugh and take it back. But he didn’t laugh. He didn’t even blink. He was serious. Stone cold. What the hell did he mean—help Adrian grow up? Keep him focused? Become the woman who inspires him to be a better man? What the actual hell? Was I supposed to play life coach now? Or worse... a supportive girlfriend? “Gabriel, this isn’t going to work. Can’t you see that? Not after everything that’s happened between us. And I thought you were a man who prided himself on honesty. Now you want me to lie to your son?” He stepped closer, closing the space between us until I could feel the heat rolling off him—familiar and maddening. I instinctively moved back, but it wasn’t enough. His breath brushed my cheek as he spoke. “I’m not asking you to lie,” he murmured, voice low and dark. “I’m asking you

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