Todos os capítulos de Forbidden Nights With My Best Friend’s Father: Capítulo 311 - Capítulo 320

"He needs plenty of rest and should avoid stress or unnecessary worry." The doctor's voice was the first thing I heard as I fluttered my eyes open. Still, I rose from the bed, yanking the drip away from my hand. "Don..." "I need to see Jenna," I whispered, trying to rise to my feet, but the doctor pulled me back. "You need rest, Mr. Romano. Do you think your woman would appreciate it if something bad happened to you?" His voice rose sharply, and I scoffed. I massaged my temples as my head throbbed like it was being split clean in two. "She is all that matters to me. She's in a coma, and you want me to sit here and act like her condition doesn't matter?" I asked, staring at the doctor as though he had sprouted horns. He shook his head while Finn stepped closer. "Don, this isn't about Miss Jenna. I'm sure she wouldn't want you like this. I know how much she cares about you. If you care about her too, please take your health seriously." He said it gently, and I sighed. I leaned

"If I had known, I never would have let her get involved with someone like him. Now I feel like I've failed as a father," Christian murmured, drawing a heavy sigh from my lips."It's not your fault at all. She's an adult, and besides, she had no idea he'd be here—at least, that's what she told me," I said, settling beside him.After the scene at the hospital, Christian simply couldn't bring himself to leave Jenna in that place. Instead, he bought a new house, furnished it top to bottom, and moved her in right away.Come to think of it, she'd seemed genuinely shocked to learn Adrian was there, the day she told me."She's as stubborn as ever. I don't even know what to do once she wakes up. Maybe taking her back to New York would be for the best," he murmured, and I glanced at him, one brow raised.The Jenna I knew would never want to be pulled away from someone she loved. Scratch that, from what I'd seen, she must genuinely love him, or none of this would have hurt her the way it did.H

ONE YEAR LATER "It's been a year and you're still caught up in your feelings." Finn murmured, making me glare at him. His lips twitched as he faced me with a serious expression. "Sometimes I don't wish to have this kind of love. I mean, look at you, Don—you don't even look like someone I used to know! If this is how love is, then I don't want it, please." I arched my brow at his words. There he went again. Even though I'd heard she had later stabilized that day and hadn't died, I still hadn't managed to reach her. I had gone to that mansion, but every single time they drove me off like a stray dog. For over a year she had remained trapped in a coma, and I didn't even have word on how far her recovery had come. Even though I claimed to have let go, since I wanted the best for her, I couldn't shake the way she still lingered in my mind every damn time. Shaking the thoughts away, "You won't understand. You're nothing but a flirt, but don't worry—karma will always catch up to yo

Two freaking weeks of pure torture. Trying to make my legs, which happened to be weak, steady felt harder than being in a coma itself. And did I mention I hadn't seen Adrian for those two weeks? If he knew I was awake, I was sure as hell he would be here, so why wasn't he here? "Liv, is there something you guys aren't telling me?" I asked Olivia, who sat across from me with Nelson in hand. She gently handed my brother to the maid and waved them away. "What do you mean?" she asked, her brow furrowing. A sigh slipped from my lips. "For the past two weeks I haven't seen him. I was in a coma for a year! Why wasn't he here? Why can't I find traces of him in the room I was in?" I asked, staring at her. Her ear twitched, betraying that she was indeed keeping things from me. "Jenna..." "Don't 'Jenna' me. You know how much I love this person. If there's something going on, don't you think I deserve to know? Did he get hurt too? Is he d... dead?" The words barely left my lips when she

"And who said you don't deserve me? You deserve me as much as I deserve you, and I knew this must be my father's way of protecting me.” I paused, exhaling slowly. “But trust me, he loves me enough to do what makes me happy, even though my happiness lies in danger." I assured him. Even though I wanted him to fight against my father for me, I knew it wouldn't solve this. I mean, how could I expect him to fight the father of the person he loved, especially knowing I loved my father so much. "What will I do without you, huh?" His finger traced my face, then he moved back, his eyes slowly descending my body before he leaned in. His hand wrapped around my waist as he hugged me again, this time my hand held onto his waist tightly, as though letting go might unravel me. "Don't ever do that again. Don't ever try to save me in any case, you should always choose yourself." He whispered as he moved back a bit. His eyes drilled into mine. "What happened to choosing each other?" I asked wit