All Chapters of MY FATHER'S BEST FRIEND IS MY LOVE: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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Maria Victoria Bocci

Alexandre nodded. We didn't need to argue. It was clear, I wanted to stay too. I wanted him. But I knew that the consequences of that might not be undeniable."But how am I supposed to leave with this?" I asked, pulling the hem of his shirt that was now covering my body. It was too loose, but soft, smelling of him. His gaze traveled over the fabric, and his lips curved into a slight smile."I can buy you something," he replied confidently, but his eyes betrayed that the idea amused him. "But... I have to admit that this shirt looks better on you than it does on me."I laughed, following his tone. But honestly, I didn't find anything sexy about my appearance at that moment, with my hair tangled and my eyes still puffy from the night before."You'd better buy a dress similar to the one you tore yesterday," I replied teasingly, seeing him tilt his head slightly, an almost guilty gesture."And what else?" he asked, coming closer. "Can I give you anything else?"I didn't wait for an answer

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Alexandre Xavier

I didn’t want Maria Vitória to leave. She was silent, lost in thought most of the time, and I... restless. I wanted to know how her life was going—if she had made peace with her mother, with her stepfather. But our time together was coming to an end. All that was left was a quick stop at the mall to pick up the dress and take her home. Then, I’d need to come up with a convincing excuse for Heitor—if he asked.I just hadn’t counted on Maria Clara.And she seemed hell-bent on destroying any plan I had.“I asked you a question, Maria Clara,” I said, looking her straight in the eye. “I don’t go around asking who you sleep with or don’t.”She let out a dry, mocking laugh and wiped her nose with the back of her hand, full of disdain.“Of course you don’t, Alexandre. You’ve never cared.”She threw her purse to the floor. On impulse, I took two steps toward Maria Vitória and placed myself between the two of them.“What’s the matter? Are you afraid?” Clara hissed, venom in her voice.Maria Vit

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Maria Victoria Bocci

I reached the entrance of the house with short, hesitant steps. I looked toward the living room, afraid. A strange feeling rushed through me. I had never had a father. And realizing it now made me straighten my back and walk like a grown woman.My mother would ask me how it went, pull me to the couch and want to know every detail. I climbed the stairs thinking about how much I missed her. But my father… that still felt so foreign.I reached for my bedroom door, my hand hesitating on the knob, when the door at the end of the hallway opened. And there he was. Wearing nothing but loose, navy-blue shorts. My heart leapt in my chest.Shirtless, a few stray hairs around his nipples, his hair a mess, like someone who’d just rolled out of bed.“Well, Sleeping Beauty finally woke up,” Heitor said, smiling kindly as he opened his arms to hug me.I was still cautious. “Dad?” I asked, as if the word itself betrayed me. He wrapped his arms around me, and in that embrace, I felt the worst emotions:

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Maria Victoria Bocci

I walked between the beds, my eyes scanning each face. Until I stopped.There she was—lying down, an oxygen balloon connected to her mask.I looked at the nurse, then at the woman in that bed. The bruises, the marks... I barely recognized her.The savagery was imprinted on my mother's face. I approached with trembling legs.Every trace of her beautiful skin was now scarred with scratches, purple bruises, bite marks."She’s unconscious. When she arrived, she wouldn’t stop calling for her daughter... Sadly, this is the reality, sweetheart," said the nurse, a Black woman with a gentle voice. She touched my shoulder in a delicate gesture, trying to comfort me. But I crumbled into tears."And the baby?" My voice was broken. Five months… I knew his chances weren’t good."He was holding on, but the heartbeat… it’s unstable. It’s heartbreaking… for a father to do this, isn’t it? Sadly..."A knot formed in my throat. I stayed in the ICU for hours.But there were too many patients. Only four nu

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Alexandre Xavier

I hit the road without thinking of the consequences. Heitor had called me several times. And I... I didn’t have the courage to answer. How could I explain? How could I tell him what happened?What was going on between Mavi and me was fleeting — I knew that. But what I had sworn was eternal, my marriage to Maria Clara, had ended. And in the worst way possible. She hated me. And she had every reason to.After Laura Bocci was prepped in the resident hospital's OR, I analyzed all the exams. She needed an emergency C-section. Otherwise... she wouldn’t make it.When I returned to the room, I saw Heitor. He was there, standing, watching me. I pretended not to see him. I stepped away as the anesthesiologist began the sedation process. I watched everything from a distance, like a body present. A doctor absent.I knew I looked cold. Unapproachable. But inside, I was imploding.Heitor. Of all people.The guy who always trusted me. Who shared the dirtiest thoughts, the guilt, the fears. And me? I

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Maria Victória Bocci

ENGLISH VERSION:My father didn’t bring up the subject during the drive to my apartment. The uncomfortable silence between us felt heavier than any words. When we arrived, he stepped inside, his eyes scanning every corner, though he tried to hide it. I knew what he was thinking. As much as I felt ashamed of the simplicity of that place — and of my life there, among empty walls and cheap furniture — he didn’t say anything. He lived in luxury. I, in nothing. But I didn’t stop. I went to the minibar and began making some sandwiches, trying to distract myself.Then he approached, grabbed the plate with the bread, and looked at me with an expression that left no doubt."Are you going to eat this?" he asked, his eyes fixed on the simple plate, as if he expected more from me.I was starving, and anything seemed enough. I just wanted to eat. I didn’t want to think, didn’t want to feel."Take a shower. I’ll take you out to eat," he said, his voice laden with a frustration that I knew wasn’t en

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Alexandre Xavier

— Since you’re here, I’m leaving. If anything comes up, let me know. — Heitor entered the room coldly, without even looking at me. He stood still, indifferent, outside the door. I nodded, too tired for more. — Alright.How could I face him after everything? I didn’t even know what he thought. I saw him leave. It was all too much for him — rushing to the road, spending two nights in a hospital, and now heading home, over four hundred kilometers away. I stood up from the chair and followed him.— Rest before you leave, — I asked, watching him turn to me, looking into my eyes... but he didn’t say anything. He was respecting the moment, and I knew that.The police were still in Laura’s room when I returned. She was deeply asleep but could wake up any minute. After talking to Helena and confirming that she would stay at the hospital, I left one of the officers at the door. I took Maria Vitória with me. She needed care.— And my father? — she asked as we reached the exit.— I told him to re

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Maria Victoria Bocci

My mother was still weak, but she was already able to sustain her voice with more firmness. Her gaze, although tired, slowly started to shine again. It was like watching someone being reborn from pain, and that calmed me.Alexandre was by her side, discreet, hands in the pockets of his white coat. He observed her with clinical attention, but also with something more. A care that couldn't be taught in books. A care that, I knew, came because of me.— Doctor... thank you. I can never thank you enough for what you’ve done, — my mother said, struggling, with teary eyes.He gave a faint smile, nodding.— Get well, Laura. Recover slowly. There’s no need to thank me... I’m a doctor. And, besides, — he glanced quickly at me — I have great affection for your daughter.My heart faltered. My mouth dried. My throat tightened.I smiled weakly. I had to look away.I knew what would come next. He had warned me. Four days here. Four days without rest, by my side, dealing with everything. It was time

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Alexandre Xavier

The moment I had been avoiding — or maybe secretly hoping for — finally arrived. I returned to the city. I returned to the hospital. I presented a decent divorce proposal to Maria Clara, trying at least to preserve the dignity that was left between us.But talking to Heitor... that seemed more and more impossible.He had traveled for a conference. Ana Liz, as far as I could tell, knew nothing. The days were passing too quickly. The routine swallowed me whole. I was away for days, and when I returned, it felt as if nothing had changed — work piled up, patients came and went, and I barely had time to breathe between surgeries.I hadn't heard much from Maria Vitória since her mother's discharge. Maybe she was avoiding me. Maybe for my own good. And me... I didn’t know what I really wanted anymore.Fifteen days. Fifteen days without a word.I wanted news from her. But if nothing was coming from there... why should I chase after it? I didn’t want to suffocate her. I didn’t want to seem dep

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Maria Victoria Bocci

Sleep left me as soon as Alexandre hung up. Knowing that my father was drowning in problems troubled me even more. I didn’t want a drug-addicted father. I wanted that father from the farm — the same one who got into the car without thinking twice, who, even with an expired driver’s license, drove miles just to take me back to my mother.I just wanted a perfect life. At least that.I let the tears fall, soaking my pillow. How had he gotten into that situation? He was handsome, strong, rich — everything other men aspired to be — and, moreover, intelligent. The image of him being kind and dedicated to his patients, on the days we spent in the countryside, came to my mind. And, along with it, the fear of losing him.In the morning, I spoke with my mother, without going into too much detail.“You’re not going after that man, are you, Mavi?” — she asked in a suspicious tone. “He’s married, right?”I nodded to the last question... and maybe to the first one too.“We can’t stay here, mom. At

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