A Dirty Secret With My Best Friend’s Dad のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

~Norman~My knuckles hover at the door for the third time, my heart pounding in my chest.Am I doing the right thing? I should just turn back and leave and she won’t even know I was here.But I can’t do that to her. I need to see her. I need to know how she’s been holding up after everything.I’m so ashamed of myself. I feel so fucking guilty for dragging her into this mess, yet I don’t regret us. If I have to change anything, it would be the day. The day Nova came. I wouldn’t call Sienna to my office. I would’ve changed my damn passcode. I would’ve found some work excuse to give Nova.But it’s too late for regret. Now I have to do what’s best for both of us.Fuck. I miss her. I miss her so fucking bad. Two days of not seeing or hearing from her. Two days of dealing with Nova. I can’t call Sienna, not when my daughter was breaking in front of me. I don’t want to lose either of them. But Nova has to come first. I didn’t plan on hurting her, and it guts me that I did.I knock. Once. T

~Sienna~I stare out of the car window, gaping at the changes in Maplewood. The tall, glass buildings, the hotels, the newly built restaurants.All these buildings were not there in the past two years. We had the local diners, not big fancy restaurants. There are tall buildings, but not the luxurious glass houses.If I hadn’t been seeing some places that I recognized, I would have thought we were still in some part of Chicago.What the hell happened in the space of two years?Wow. This is amazing. Whatever company is in charge of this development is really good.I watch as they slide past the moving car, some buildings are still ongoing. I notice a van at one of the ongoing constructions, a logo of ‘ERED’ on it.I try to look for the meaning or the full name of the company, but nothing. The taxi driver speeds through the street, and I can only strain my neck, glancing through the windscreen.When I couldn’t see it anymore, I lean into the seat. I look ahead and place a palm on my stom

~Sienna~My hand taps softly on the table as I watch the customers bustling in and out of the small diner. It’s small and cozy, and I can see the customers enjoying themselves, feeling at home.Maybe it won’t be so bad to work here after all, preferably behind the scene. I can’t have my stomach churning with all this aroma.I count numbers in my head while I wait for Mrs. Linda and her husband. Sitting here for over thirty minutes and still waiting. God, I’m getting restless, and my stomach is twisting. “Sienna?”A voice exclaims. My head snaps up. My brows pull together as the stranger moves closer, then my eyes widen.“Elias,” I gasp and stand up. “Oh my God.”He grins, flashing his teeth as he stretches an arm, balancing a box of food on his other arm. He wraps his arm around my waist, hugging me tightly.He’s wearing a black suit, his usual unruly hair tamed back and nicely cut at the sides. He looks taller than the last time I saw him.Dark hair. Blue eyes.Handsome.“I didn’t w

~Sienna~“He’s here again. Poor guy,” my mom sighs, resting on my door frame instead of entering.I roll my eyes and smirk.I don’t even need to ask who this poor guy is.“Do you think he has a girlfriend?” she asks. “I don’t think so. He wouldn’t be here every day to pick you up and drop you off.”I click my tongue as I apply my lipstick, quietly observing my mom through the mirror.She’s been doing this for some time now and I’m tired. Damn, she can be really impossible.“Mom, can you stop that now? What are you trying to get?” I ask, turning to her, my brow raised.She shrugs and frowns. “What did I do? I’m only concerned about the poor young man.”I snort. “Poor man. Need I remind you he’s a CEO of a millionaire company.”I turn and pick up my bag and walk toward the door.“You need to stop this your drama, huh. I have to go now.” I peck her cheek and leave without looking back.I walk out of the house and Elias gets out of the car and rounds it to open the car door for me.“Thank

~Sienna~ I follow behind Elias under my mother’s gaze. My hands tremble, my fingers curl up tight, digging into my palms until they sting. A thin line of sweat trickles down my spine, warm and irritating. I press my lips together and keep my face straight until we get out. I sigh and shake my head as the door shuts behind us. Elias chuckles. “She loves you.” “I know,” I snort, dragging my hand to my stomach, rubbing the bump gently. A steady flutter moves beneath my palm, grounding me. “She can be really impossible at times. God, I couldn’t even breathe properly. I’m really sorry for the inconvenience she’s caused you.” “No,” he waves his hand in the air. “It’s alright. I enjoyed every bit of it.” He pauses his steps and turns to me, stretching his palm. “Come with me to the car.” I glance at the window. Sure enough, the curtains are open. I know she’s watching every bit of our interactions. Probably dancing with joy right now. I place my other hand in Elias’s palm and he pu