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Chapter 197: Stopping Him From Breaking
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Gabriel’s POVAdrian looked like hell.His shirt was half-untucked, his tie loose and crooked. His hair stuck up in odd directions, like he’d styled it with his hands in a moving car.His steps were rushed, scattered—like someone who already knew he’d lost and was scrambling to salvage whatever pieces were left.He was panting like he’d sprinted across the building—yet still had the nerve to flash a sheepish, almost casual smile. Like we weren’t standing on the edge of something monumental.“Sorry,” he said breathlessly, tugging at his tie like it might straighten out his failure. “I—uh—had a little accident. But I’m here now.”I dropped my head, fist clenched beneath it, all the passion I’d felt earlier turning into a slow, simmering rage.Disappointment burned through me. Of course he was going to fuck it up.He hadn’t changed—not really. Still the same entitled, distracted boy who thought charm could fix everything. Still unprepared. Still chasing excuses and calling them setbacks,
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Gabriel’s POV I checked the time again. Ten minutes late. Clairessa was never late. In all the time I’d worked with her, she’d never kept me waiting—at least not without a damn good reason. Once, maybe twice, she’d cut it close, but only because I’d sent her a meeting brief late. She never made excuses. She never let things slip. I kept my expression neutral, but inside, my thoughts were already spiraling. If she wasn’t here yet, something was wrong—and I had a damn good idea what. This had Adrian written all over it. He’d screwed something up. Again. I looked across the boardroom table at Randolph—CEO of Randolph Corporation. He sat stiff in a tailored suit, lips pressed into a line of disapproval. The impatience practically rolled off him. His board members surrounded him like statues—silent, unsmiling, their expressions heavily judgmental. Randolph tapped his fingers in an edgy rhythm against the glossy oak surface, then narrowed his eyes, locking onto me with an impatient
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Clairessa’s POV“Five minutes, Clairessa. Five freaking minutes—that’s how late we are for the meeting,” Nicole snapped from the doorway. “And your star boy is still MIA. Are you kidding me?”I didn’t look up. My fingers trembled as I hit redial—again. For what felt like the hundredth time.Nicole scoffed behind me. “This is a joke, right? I knew this was a fluke from the beginning. I told you—Adrian wasn’t cut out for this. And you vouched for him. You swore he could pull it off. Wow.”His phone rang once—then straight to voicemail.Again.The sound of that robotic voice telling me to leave a message only made my heart pound harder, like it was trying to outrun the panic rising in my chest.I hung up and dialed again. Still nothing.I hadn’t seen him since our last conversation—since I told him there was no chance of us getting back together. He never returned to the house, never answered a single call or text, leaving me with no explanation for his whereabouts.How could he just dis
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Clairessa’s POV We started down the sidewalk. The streets were quiet. A few cars passed, but nothing constant. Even the city seemed to be moving in slow motion. And so were we. Our pace was slower than I liked. It felt too casual—like a couple out for a lazy afternoon stroll. But that wasn’t what this was. This wasn’t that. Suddenly, he turned to me. “Clairessa.” I glanced over, guarded. “What?” “There’s something I need to ask you.” I slowed my steps, sensing the shift. “Okay. Go ahead.” His voice dropped slightly. “Have you forgiven me? I mean—truly, completely forgiven me? Let go of the past?” My feet stopped before I even realized it. So did everything else. I didn’t answer right away. I stared ahead, letting the question hang between us, giving myself space to search my heart—so I could be honest. Not just with him, but with myself. The truth was, the years with Adrian—the relationship, the hurt, that night—hadn’t really been on my mind. Not since I fell in love wit
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Clairessa’s POV Adrian ran a hand through his hair, clearly at his limit. “I can’t do this. Not with her condescending tone, not with this pressure. I can’t keep running the same thing over and over again like a broken goddamn record. Fuck it. I’m out, Clairessa.” “Adrian—” “You’re either coming with me, or you’re not.” My chest tightened. “Wait, okay—just calm down. How about we take five? Just a five-minute breather. We can work on another part later, okay?” “No,” he snapped, shaking his head. “You’re not hearing me. I’m done working on anything today. I need space. This—” he gestured wildly between all of us, “—is too much.” And with that, he stormed out of the room. “Adrian!” I called after him, taking a step forward, panic rising in my chest. He can’t leave—not now, not this close to the pitch. But just as I reached the door, Nicole moved, blocking my path. “Nicole,” I said, glaring at her. “Why are you standing in my way? Move.” Her eyes glinted with something dark as
Falling For My Ex's Dad Chapter 197: Stopping Him From Breaking
Clairessa’s POV“Again.” I paced in front of my desk, back and forth. For now, it doubled as our makeshift pitch rehearsal space. “Start from the top—and this time, hold your ground during the close. That’s where your confidence always slips.”Adrian groaned, dragging a hand through his hair. He launched into the opening of his pitch for the fifth time that hour, fumbling his phrasing halfway through and glancing at me, clearly hoping for reassurance.“You’re still not projecting enough confidence.” My voice stayed gentle—so he’d understand it was a suggestion, not a criticism. “They want to believe in you. But that only happens if you believe it first.”“I’m trying,” he muttered, his eyes low, heavy with fatigue.We’d spent the entire weekend like this—little sleep, long days, and even longer nights.Me coaching. Him hanging on by a thread.We drilled everything—posture, tone, pacing, handling objections, anticipating questions. I cut him off mid-sentence, redirected his focus, refin
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