All Chapters of Forbidden Nights With My Best Friend’s Father: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

CHRISTIAN She paused, turned towards me, and said, “Let me go.” My heart jolted as I shook my head instantly. “I won’t. I’m exhausted from this endless silent treatment, Olivia,” I said with a heavy sigh. She blinked, pried my hands open, and freed herself. “There’s no silent treatment between us. In fact, there’s nothing at all,” she spat. “What do you mean...” “I’m done, Christian,” was all she said. A hollow laugh escaped my throat. “I don’t understand. Done with what?” I asked, forcing calm into my voice.Deep within me, I was about to unravel. Hopefully, it was just space she craved for.She folded her arms across her chest. “You heard me clearly. There’s nothing. I’m no longer interested in you.” Her words struck like a slap across my face. My mouth opened and closed. “You can’t be serious. Was this why you quit your job? Because of me?” She dragged her hand across her hair, a scoff slipped her lips. “You must think highly of yourself, Mr. Hayes,” she murmured, pr

Christian“Boss...” The hushed call of my name jolted me awake. I rubbed my eyes before fluttering them open.“It’s closing hour. Are you leaving now?” Anthony asked, making me glance at him, then at my wristwatch. A groan escaped my lips. “You can go,” I said with a dismissive wave, then closed my eyes for a brief moment.My head throbbed like it being hit by an hammer, the hangover splitting it in two. I hadn’t even realized I’d dozed off. Well, I was drunk and probably left my work unfinished. But right now all I craved was to head home, shower, and maybe work from there. Gathering my belongings, I strode out. A few employees echoed greetings along the way. I gave a curt nod in acknowledgment. Damn, I hadn’t known it would rain today. Sliding into the car, “Uhmmm...” the driver cleared his throat. I shifted my gaze to him. “Miss Olivia’s place?” My brow furrowed. “No, we’re going home,” I blurted, resting my head against the seat. With a heavy sigh, the car sped o

Olivia's POV The glass fell, its shattering sound echoing across the room, his sharp eyes fixed on me. “Olivia!” his tone rose slightly. “What is wrong with you? When did you start drinking so much?” I asked, clearly triggered by his actions. Even though I knew I shouldn’t. He tilted his head, silent, just staring, making me aware of how foolish I had acted. My throat tightened. “I will drop this here,” I murmured, placing the file, but too late, his hand grabbed mine, pulling me into his body. I crashed and landed on his thigh. A familiar cologne swirled into my nostrils as a gasp escaped my lips. “Explain to me why you did that?” he asked, staring deep into my eyes. My heart pounded like a drum as I blinked. “Olivia,” he called again, this time his voice sounded seductive in my ear. Oh no, this wasn’t good. His hand slid around my waist, keeping me in place. “It’s not healthy,” was the only phrase I could manage to utter. “I thought you said you don’t love m

Christian's Pov“Okay, I will send Anthony to deliver the documents to you,” I murmured just as the door swung open. The same girl from earlier walked in with a radiant smile. I ended the call and moved to my desk. “Miss Bennett asked me to hand this to you,” she said, placing the file on my desk and still standing. I wondered if Olivia sent her because she was deliberately avoiding me. “You may leave. Once I’m done, I’ll have someone return the file,” I instructed without sparing her another glance. Yet she lingered as though she didn't hear what I just said. , So I forced my gaze to meet hers. “Is there an issue?” I asked, my brow furrowed. She clasped her hands. “Uhmm, Miss Bennett told me to make sure I bring back the file. I’ll just wait until you’re done,” she said, making my stomach churned.My suspicion was right, Olivia was indeed avoiding me Rubbing my temple, I despised having someone hover around me while I worked. “You can wait outside. Once I’m done, I’ll l

Christian’s POV “Olivia...” my voice collided with the loud slam of the door. A cease formed in between my brows. What had I done wrong this time again? All I wanted was to surprise her. I thought she cherished getting surprised because Jenna had mentioned she adored gifts, but now? Honestly, I'm drained from the endless back and forth. Fine, I knew we couldn’t return to how we once were, which I was still struggling to accept. Yet these icy treatments hurt and always left me bewildered. A sigh slipped from my lips as I collapsed into the couch. I dragged my hand through my hair and returned to work. Shortly, the door swung open and Anthony sauntered in. “Boss, here’s the file you requested,” he said, placing a folder on the table. I nodded, ready to dismiss him, but paused and gestured for him to step closer instead. Swallowing the invisible lump in my throat, “Do you think it’s offensive to give someone a present when they’re upset? Could they misread the