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All Chapters of Forbidden Nights With My Best Friend’s Father: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

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Olivia's POV My heart sank at the sight that welcomed me, Christian... For a moment I couldn't breathe. My grip tightened on the folder in my hand. “I’m sorry for intruding.” was all I could breath out, I didn't wait, I turned and bolted out. Yes, I fled. I didn’t even pause at my office, I dashed until I was outside the company. At the parking lot I bent, pounding my chest hard, “I was r..right.” I whispered, clutching my chest tighter, as if pressure could smother the ache. Oh... I had trusted him, believed he wasn’t like the others, at least Christian was straightforward with his desires. But now... The woman I had brought to the company, who hadn’t even lasted a week, was suddenly in his office beneath him and they were what?? Kissing... On the same desk he had bent me over, the same place we both had... My mouth parted as I struggled to breathe, fingers running through my hair. How I resisted crying. I was never one to weep at every given opportu

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Olivia's POV That couldn't be, I mean he was here a few hours ago, right? So how come? “Babeee, I’m scared. He was involved in an accident, please just check up on him, I'm...” Jenna’s panicked voice came through. “You need to calm down, I'mma go to the hospital okay?” “Thank you so much Liv, what would I do without you?” from the way her voice was shaky it's obvious she was at the edge of crying. I didn’t even bother to change. I grabbed my bag and rushed out of the room. After reassuring Jenna and getting the hospital address, I ended the call, clasping my sweaty palms together. “Can you drive faster, please?” I urged the driver. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but I’m already going above the normal speed,” the driver replied. My heart pounded wildly, almost leaping into my throat, while sweat rolled down my chin. The moment I got to the hospital, I dashed into the VIP room where he had been admitted. Pushing the door open, my eyes found him instantly. He lay on the bed with an IV c

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Christian’s POV She blinked. “I don't understand what you're saying. I was speaking with Jenna, not you.” Her eyes flickered nervously as she explained. Wincing from the pain that suddenly hammered into my skull, “I saw you crying though. You don’t need to pretend about it.” I said evenly. She remained silent for a brief moment, then she rose. “I will fetch the doctor,” she whispered, and before I could stop her, she had already gone. Pressing my palm against my head, I sat up and leaned against the bed frame. we The memory of the accident still echoed in my mind. I knew it was reckless to drive while I was clearly drugged, but I had been on the verge of losing my sanity. And as for Josie... She was certainly going to face consequences for this. The creak of the door shattered my thoughts as the doctor entered with a warm smile. “Hello, Mr. Hayes,” Doctor Stewart greeted, closing the distance between us. “Process my discharge I want to go home, I feel fine,”

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Olivia's POV My heart skipped. “But I saw you,” I whispered. If someone had told me, it might have been different, but I witnessed it with my own eyes. He exhaled. “I suppose I have to send a CCTV video to prove my innocence,” he said, and I shook my head at his suggestion. “I don't think that's necessary. I just saw...” His hand pressed gently against my lips. “Why would I deceive you? I was drugged. She happened to be there and tried to force herself on me,” he explained again. My teeth grazed my lower lip. “What about the other day? She stayed in your office for hours, and during the meeting you two were staring at each other... how...” I faltered. Glancing at his face, his lips parted with a smile carved across them. “What?!” “It's not like I'm imagining things, I saw those too. You can’t deceive me,” I said, narrowing my eyes at him. He chuckled softly. “I’m not saying you're imagining it. And hours in my office? That never happened. Damn, why on earth woul

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Christian’s POV “Good morning, boss. I brought the file you asked for,” Anthony said immediately as the sound of the door echoed. I wasn’t even in the mood to work. “Where do women love these days?” I asked Anthony. “You mean Miss Bennett?” he asked, making me glare at him, does he always have to go straight to the point. He scratched the back of his head. “It depends on what the woman desires. Some prefer cozy dates, maybe outings, or presents,” he suggested. The thought of gifts reminded me of when I gave her one and she got upset. That wasn’t a good idea, and I didn’t want to repeat it. “Let’s go with a date plan. How can I arrange it?” I asked, and Anthony’s eyes widened slightly. “Ummm, the usual dates,” he said flatly. “If I knew the usual date, would I ask you?” I didn’t know why he was acting dumb all of a sudden. He sighed. “Okay, there are different kinds of dates. I will research and send them to you,” he said calmly. “You have two hours to do

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Olivia's POV A smile lingered on my face as I opened the door to my office, my gaze fixed on the figure seated in the chair. “What are you doing in my office?” I asked, shutting the door behind me. Sophie spun around. “I came to see you, obviously,” she replied with a smug grin. I knew her showing up at my office spelled nothing good. “I don’t have time for your unnecessary drama. If it’s not work-related, leave,” I said firmly, settling into my chair. She rolled her eyes. “Relax, it’s not like I enjoy staring at your dreadful face. I’m just here to drop this,” she said, standing and placing an invitation on the desk. I inhaled sharply to calm the anger rising inside me. “What does this invite have to do with me?” I asked, locking eyes with her. She crossed her arms over her chest, “I know you’re still bitter about the past, which I don’t care about. I’m only here to invite you to Ethan’s and my wedding ceremony,” she said with a sly smile. “You must be insa

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Olivia's POV Curling into the bed, clutching the pillow tighter against my chest, a faint yawn escaped my lips as I fluttered my eyes open. I stretched my arms before rising from the bed. I quickly took my shower. Since today was the weekend, I had no clear idea how to spend my time. Humming while applying a facemask, suddenly my phone’s piercing ring cut through the silence. Snatching my phone without checking who was calling, “Yes...” “Are you in?” Christian’s husky voice drifted across the line. My toes curled. “Yes, any issue? Don’t tell me you’re here this early,” I said, eyes widening as I moved toward the living window. I barely reached it when his voice stopped me. “No, I’m just checking if you’re in. A delivery will arrive in a few hours,” he murmured. My lips parted into an O. “Oh, alright then...” I whispered. “I miss you,” his voice followed, softer this time. My stomach twisted as a smile spread across my face. “Christian, it’s still too early

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Christian’s POV Standing with my face growing tense with each second that passed, "Why isn't she answering my texts?" I whispered. Or does she truly want me to go up to meet her? Damn! I know going there might lead to something else, and the last thing I want is to shatter this perfect moment. I drifted in thought until a gentle tap startled me. I lifted my head instantly, and my breath caught in my throat at the sight that welcomed me. My lashes flickered rapidly, and my mouth parted, speechless at her beauty. I need to thank Anthony for picking this dress because what?! It feels as though it was crafted for her. “Why are you quiet?” Her soft melodic voice made my heart tremble. “Shit!” I muttered under my breath. Unable to resist the urge surging through me, I pull her close and press my lips against hers. I kiss her wildly until we both gasp for air. Then I ease away slowly, gazing deep into her eyes. Her cheeks glow crimson. “You’re breathtaking.” I said softly,

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Olivia's POV I noticed the hesitation in his eyes. Believe me, I didn’t want to force him into saying what he wasn’t ready to. But still... Curiosity gnawed at me. I longed to know what held him till this age. As for me, I didn’t want to build on something with a weak foundation, I would rather rebuild from scratch. But how could that work if we didn’t tear down the fragile foundation? He inhaled deeply, clasped my hand into his, and guided me towards the balcony. We settled on the lounge chair. “I don’t know how to begin,” was the first thing he said, his gaze drifting everywhere but my face. “Why? You can start anywhere, maybe with why you felt love was something you didn’t want...” “Oh, about that... can you promise me something first?” he murmured, locking his eyes with mine. I pressed my lips together. “It depends on what you ask. If you’re not ready to talk, we can skip it. You look...” I paused, studying his rigid jaw. “You look tense,” I whispere

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Olivia's POV I cleared my throat with an awkward laugh. “There was something on your face,” I murmured, withdrew my hand from his, and gulped down my drink. What kind of pitiful excuse was that? “Do you want to go home now?” his voice cut through, making my eyes snap to his. My mouth fell open. He couldn’t mean it, could he? I thought we would stay here overnight. “Is there a problem?” he asked, rising to his feet. Biting my lip, shook my head and grabbed my bag as I stood to leave, but his hand clasped mine. “Talk to me, You look down. Did I do something wrong?” he pressed. My gaze dimmed. Don’t tell me he didn’t notice anything, oh right, I was the one getting ahead in my thoughts. This was just a lovely proposal. “Nothing is wrong, it’s just that...” I faltered, swallowing my words. “You don’t want to leave now?” His question widened my eyes slightly. “No, I’m not thinking that way. It’s just that...” “We can stay. This place is mine, I only th

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