All Chapters of My Bestie's Ex : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

A few moments later, waitresses returned to their table carrying steaming dishes carefully balanced on polished trays.The rich aroma of grilled steak, butter, herbs, and roasted spices instantly filled the air around them.One waitress gently placed the beautifully plated steak in front of Pat while another carefully served Yut’s dish beside him. Wine glasses were then filled slowly with red wine, the deep crimson liquid shimmering beneath the candlelight.“Enjoy your meal, gentlemen,” the waitress said politely before stepping away.Pat quietly picked up his cutlery and began cutting into the steak himself.But before he could properly slice through it, Yut suddenly reached forward and lifted the plate slightly from his hands.“Let me help you.”Pat looked up immediately.“I can handle it myself,” he replied flatly while lightly trying to pull the plate back.Unfortunately, Yut was already holding it firmly with one hand while using the other to cut the steak neatly with practiced

Tee slowly lowered the phone from his ear after the call ended.For several seconds, he remained completely still.Then quietly,he let the phone slip from his fingers onto the bed beside him.The bedroom was dark except for the faint amber light from the city outside filtering through the half-open curtains. Shadows stretched silently across the walls, wrapping the room in a lonely stillness that felt almost suffocating.Tee laid flat on the bed without bothering to undress.His black suit remained wrinkled against his body, the collar loosened carelessly, shoes still hanging at the edge of the mattress like he had collapsed there the moment he returned home.The room itself looked painfully untouched.Only silence.And the quiet sound of breathing that kept trembling every few seconds no matter how hard Tee tried to steady it.A fresh tear escaped slowly from the corner of his eye and slid into his hairline.Tee stared blankly at the ceiling above him.His expression looked exhauste

Tee drove smoothly into the loft apartment complex before bringing the car to a slow stop in front of the building. For several seconds, he remained seated behind the wheel. Like someone reconsidering whether coming here had been a mistake. He strode confidently toward the apartment door and rang the doorbell. The door was opened by a maid in uniform, who looked surprised and happy to see him. Two more maids came out to welcome him. “Sawasdee kha, Master Teeranai. Welcome home,” they chorused happily. Tee responded politely with a smile. “Sir and Ma are upstairs. Should I take you to them?” one of the maids asked respectfully. Tee looked toward the stairs with a dry expression. He sighed quietly so no one would hear. “No, never mind. I’ll meet them myself,” Tee responded with a faint smile. The maids returned to their duties. Tee walked upstairs and saw both of his parents sitting in the living room, sipping cups of Cha Manao tea while having what looked like a slightly se

Pat stepped out of his condominium building just as the morning breeze swept through the quiet street.Dressed in a fitted black sports jacket over a gray team jersey, joggers, and white sneakers, he looked relaxed in a way he hadn't been for a long time.Well...Almost relaxed.His hands remained tucked inside his pockets as he waited near the entrance.A few moments later, the low hum of an approaching engine caught his attention.A sleek black SUV rolled smoothly down the road before slowing to a stop directly in front of him.The driver's door opened.Yut stepped out.He wore a navy team jersey that hugged his frame comfortably, black joggers, and running shoes. His hair looked slightly messy from the wind, giving him a more youthful appearance than usual.The moment he saw Pat, a smile appeared on his face."Khun, I hope you haven't been waiting too long."Pat shook his head."No."Yut looked visibly relieved."Good."Without waiting for permission, Pat walked past him and opened

The elevator climbed steadily toward the upper floors.Pat stood alone inside, hands tucked into his pockets, watching the floor numbers light up one after another.A faint smile lingered on his lips.He hated admitting it.Especially to himself.But tonight had been...Nice.The hockey game.The dinner.The effortless conversations.And Yut.Pat exhaled softly.The man had a way of making things feel lighter.Safer.For the first time in years, someone wasn't demanding his heart.Wasn't trying to fix him.Wasn't asking him to move on.Yut simply stayed.Patiently.Warmly.Without pressure.And somehow that made Pat's chest feel strangely comfortable.Comfortable enough to be dangerous.Pat frowned.He didn't like that thought."No."His expression hardened.He wasn't making that mistake again.He knew what happened when people became important.He knew what it felt like to lose them.Once had been enough.The elevator chimed softly.The doors slid open.Pat stepped into the hallway.