Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fallen for Daddy's Friend: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

I always wondered if I would be able to do this... to be a father, to make things right, to compensate Angelee for all my absence. I’ve done my best all these years; I’ve cried to see her cry, and I’ve smiled at her happiness. I felt her pain like it was going through my chest, and I swear to God, if it were possible, I would feel each and every pain in her place. I would gladly trade it... I wouldn’t think twice and suffer in her place.But my hands were always tied. Powerless, guilty.Because of my family, she suffered — her mother suffered, and I’m to blame for that. I didn’t know it, but that doesn’t clear my guilt... it’s something I’ll carry forever. And I don’t mind having it, I really don’t. That’s my martyrdom.There’s no way I can lay my head on the pillow with a clear conscience, knowing that she’s probably crying silently in the bedroom. There’s no way I c

I feel a chill in my stomach, but the words simply disappear from my tongue. My mouth is bitter, my throat tight. And even if I take a step and stretch out my hand to reach him, I can’t... Julian is too far away, and my body doesn’t seem to obey.“The Hiverd... it’s a restaurant, right?” His voice doesn’t sound angry... in fact, he seems genuinely curious about it. Still, a drop of sweat trickles down my spine under my blouse.“Saturday...” Julian suddenly stops reading... Then he turns to me, making my heart stop beating. His expression is confused but not angry. “Did you already have an appointment on Saturday?”I totally forgot it was this Saturday, but the worst thing was that I forgot to tell Julian about Mrs. Smith’s request. It’s not like I was hiding it... I just didn’t find the right moment to say it, and I had so much on my mind...But now, it feels like I’ve been

Is it good to see me again?I swallow these words with resentment all over my face...I’m frozen, speechless, shaking.But Mrs. Smith cuts the tension with her sweet voice, and I feel like I can breathe again, “Angelee, darling, you’ve come!”She points to the chair Eric has pulled out and still stands, waiting for me to sit down. “Sit down! We’ve only just arrived, but I made sure you were next to me...”I look at Eric with sharp eyes but sigh, giving up. I thank the maitre d’ quietly and try my best to smile as I force my feet to follow my ex-boyfriend, even though my instinct and every part of my body are screaming at me to run as fast as possible.Despite this, I swallow my pride and anger and sit down, closing my eyes as he pushes my chair back and turns around, sitting back down in his seat — right in front of me.Of all possible places, Eric had to be on the other side of Mrs. Smith. Why

What... What’s he saying?I blink a few times, with a shiver spreading through my body, crawling my skin. I hug my own body, swallowing hard at the lump forming in my throat.“I love you, Angelee,” Eric says, but they’re empty words. I know they are.My stomach twists, and I really feel like throwing up.“Love me?” I snort, my heart beating fast, so fast that it could easily tear out of my chest and jump out. I wouldn’t blame it... I also want to run away from here. “Are you out of your mind?”“Don’t look at me like that, honey... I know you’re still upset with me, but I’m being honest, I really love you. You’re the love of my life, and I haven’t been able to forgive myself for a second since you left me.”“What the hell are you talking about?” My voice fails me, and my heart beats in my throat, squeezing, giving way neither to air nor to words. T

When Julian opens the door to the hotel room he has booked for our date, my heart tightens. The main suite of the most expensive hotel in New York is so majestic that I can see the starry sky the moment we set foot in it.He enters the room, leaving me standing in the doorway with my feet frozen on the floor. His expression has remained serious ever since he put me in his car and drove here. I smelled alcohol mixed in his cologne, but I didn’t dare say a word... In fact, my voice has been gone since I left that damn restaurant.Now, I feel a screaming anxiety that makes me hold my breath.Julian is standing with his back to me, running his hand over his face and up through his hair, in a deep silence that, heavens, is making me so desperate that I can hear my own heart beating.Honestly, I feel terrible... I’ve been on the verge of tears ever since I heard all those hateful words... ever since I saw Mrs. Smith’s mask fall and found out she