บททั้งหมดของ My Best Friend’s Father Wants me: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Enora:I continued to eat in silence. The idea festered at the back of my mind. They were right. Mr. Wright did mention a condo in my contract but I had been too consumed by our little drama to actually think about it.There was no doubt about it. I needed space. Living with Bridget was great but it wasn’t helping. I needed to think.The check soon came and we all paid for our meals. Tony was still staring at his phone when we all left Olive Garden together.“They paid salaries today, Tony. Please find a way and settle your cousin. I don’t think I can last another hour with your phone going crazy,” Nicky said rolling her eyes as we all walked to a car.Everyone laughed, except Tony who managed a dry chuckle. But something about him was off. He looked… nervous. I had noticed it all afternoon.His head kept darting to the door while he ate as if he expected someone to show up. Someone he seemed very worried about. It was possible that his cousin was really coming after him for his money

Nathan:I stormed out of her office, my chest heaving as I went back up to my office. I couldn’t stop thinking about seeing the two of them in the office all alone. Who knew what they had been doing before I came in?Anthony… he looked so calm and relaxed, sitting in her chair like that and smiling at her. And she… she returned the favour. I told her to stay away from him but she wasn't listening. I knew Anthony. He was a good manager but his way with women hasn’t exactly been… the best. I did investigations before I employed him. As long as his attitude didn’t affect his job, I was fine. But he had better stay away from Enora.Angrily, I forced my office door open. My breathing was deep and heavy as I fought to calm myself down. I lowered myself in my chair, my fingers on my chin as I was immersed in my thoughts.Enora said that she wanted to get away from me and how convenient it was for her to tell me about her plans to move into the condo right after I saw Anthony in her office. I

Enora:We went down for dinner. My heart was racing. Now that I thought about it, I didn't want to go through with Bridget's plan. This was… crazy.Her dad would definitely know it was me and he would probably think that I manipulated her to get my way. I wouldn't even be surprised if he turned her down flat. He was a difficult person.Bridget went in with a smile plastered on her face. I, on the other hand, was nearly breaking under the weight of nervousness. I muttered a ‘good evening’ and slid into my seat.Mr. Wright's eyes swooped over the table and I felt a sweat break out. His eyes… he knew something was up. This was bad.“Mmmm… dinner smells amazing.”Bridget served herself a generous helping of steak and vegetables and poured herself a glass of wine.Her smile was so effortless and genuine. I would have never thought that she was in on this with me.My appetite faltered. I was way too nervous and took a small helping of food and some juice. The last thing I needed was alcohol

Enora:I arrived at the meeting just in time to shoot Mr. Wright a death glare before his clients came in.He raised an eyebrow, puzzled but didn't have time to say much as he stood to shake hands with his clients."Mr. Tyler, a pleasure."Mr. Tyler returned the compliments and offered me his hand as well. I took it graciously, smiling as I took in his neat and trimmed face.He was African American, but my gosh, he was good-looking. Muscular with smooth chocolate skin, a sharp-cut beard and a moustache with a lovely fade to his hair.As I pulled my hands away, I felt my fingers graze something cold. It was a split second but I saw it before it disappeared into Mr. Tyler's lap.He was married. I saw the gold wedding band.I smiled warmly. Of course, he was. He looked amazing. His wife was so lucky to have someone like him.As I opened my laptop, my mind wandered. It was a weird thought, but what if Mr. Wright asked me to marry him?I would be Bridget's stepmom. That would be so weird.

Nathan:It was three o'clock. Finally! Looking through all these papers was getting boring.Finally, it was all over. I stood up and groaned. My cock hurt so bad. Blue balls all morning and I didn't even have time to relieve myself.I checked the time again. It was two minutes past three. Enora should have been here.Did I always have to come and drag her from her office? What was she doing this time?I grabbed my phone and left my office. My expression was grim and dark. So help her if I found my Manager idling away in her...I forced her door open and she coughed."Enora!"She coughed violently and began to bang her fists on the table. Her eyes were watering and she was wheezing loudly.Fuck!I rushed to her side and began to slam my palm on her back. She was fucking choking! What the hell was she even eating?!"Easy, kitten. Easy"I smacked her a little more and soon, a piece of bread shot out of her mouth.On the table was a half-eaten turkey sandwich. How the hell did she even