Todos los capítulos de Forbidden Nights With My Best Friend’s Father: Capítulo 171 - Capítulo 180

Christian's POVA sharp sigh slipped from my lips as I focused on the screen before me.Ever since Jenna left the other day, she hadn’t tried to call or check on me, though I had people ensuring she was okay.And about Olivia.Closing the laptop, I dragged a hand through my hair, staring into the hollow silence. How could I admit I didn’t even know how to approach her?Trust me, I had sent people to find her, and they were still searching. Yet every day she crossed my mind, I couldn’t help but recall how she had promised she wouldn’t leave, yet she did.My heart clenched. The sound of the door pulled me back from my thoughts. “Yes, come in,” I murmured, adjusting in my seat.Anthony strode in, a file in hand. “This is the file you requested,” he said. I nodded, taking it from him.As I flipped through the documents, my brow creased. I lifted my gaze to meet his. “What do you want?” I asked as he still lingered in the room.He swallowed. “It’s past working hours, and the manager posit

Christian's POV “Send the file back to Mr. Anderson. I don’t want mistakes this time. After that, report to my office we have an important deal we need to close,” I said through the phone before hanging up. The days moved quickly, and as Christmas approached, this became the only way I kept my mind off the pain throbbing in my chest. I massaged my temples and went straight to work. Shortly after, Anthony walked in. “Boss, here it is,” he said, placing the file on the desk. Immediately, I stood up and grabbed my coat. “Let’s go,” I said, striding ahead. Anthony’s voice echoed behind me. “Uhmm, boss, the MONACO’S EMPIRE. I think they would want a press conference to introduce the new business partner,” he murmured, making me halt. I didn’t want to get involved in the press. “Is there a way for me to cancel it?” I asked, turning to face him. He scratched the back of his neck. “I don’t think so. The boss is a public figure. He suggested that with public awareness, it would draw m

Olivia's POV The gentle brush on my arms coaxed my eyes open, and I scanned the room only to realize I was in my bedroom. A sigh barely escaped my lips when the memories of what made me faint crashed into me like a thunderous train. I jerked upright instantly. “Is everything okay? Thank heavens you’re awake,” Miss Bianca’s voice rang as she strode in from the restroom. My gaze locked on her as I rose. “What, I mean how many hours were I unconscious ?” I asked. She closed the gap between us, “ It’s just an hour and a couple of minutes ago. The nurse was here though, and she said you might be under stress, which isn’t good for the baby.” Her words made me blink as I stared at her. Even though she was talking to me, all I could picture was Christian collapsing and the tormenting thought that I didn’t know the state of his condition. What if something terrible had happened to him? The thought made my heart stumble as I walked away from Miss Bianca without answering. I s

Jenna's POV Trudging into the living room, the whole place remained the way I had left it, bottles of drinks scattered around with my belongings strewn everywhere. Slumping into the couch, I ran my hand through my hair while closing my eyes. The words Olivia had hurled at me kept replaying in my head, making my heart stumble every time the image of her furious face flashed in my mind. How did I get here? Forcing her away from my father just because of how I felt, and now? It was as though I had dug my own grave. She no longer looked at me with admiration and love, and my father lay in the hospital. Had I not wasted time drinking and lying around, would I have gone to him earlier or perhaps tended to him so this wouldn’t have happened? Maybe if I hadn’t drowned in my emotions and shut others out, Olivia wouldn’t have looked at me with such fury. I couldn’t even face my dad right now, nor could I face Olivia. The thought weighed heavily on my chest as a shallow brea

Olivia's POV “I should have done this long before things got to this stage,” she began in a hushed tone. “I shouldn't have let my emotions drive me into actions that hurt my favorite people. I cherished you both so much that it makes my heart sting to know you did this behind my back,” she continued. My throat tightened as I looked at her. “I was foolish, believing that breaking what you shared would bring Olivia back to me, not realizing the world had shifted. For that, I robbed my best friend of joy and tried to force her into what she never wanted.” She stepped closer again. “I’m sorry, Liv. I should have confessed this, but I loved you.” A faint smile curved my lips. I was about to say I loved her too, but she shook her head gently. “Not the way you think. I truly wanted a romantic relationship with you.” A sharp breath escaped my lips. “There’s no way. I asked you, Jenna, but you refused, saying there was nothing,” I whispered. I recalled asking her the day she kiss