Alle Kapitel von His Father’s Addction: Kapitel 111 – Kapitel 120

ELVISToday, I'm working from my other office.At least, that's what I'm supposed to be doing.I arrived much earlier than necessary, went through a few emails, signed two documents, and somehow ended up standing by the window, again.From here, I have a clear view of the entrance to the building.People have been walking in since morning. Some alone, some in groups, most of them carrying laptops or coffee cups as they hurry through the doors.I've recognised none of them.Hazel's department is supposed to resume working from this building today. A department I had moved here.I still couldn't believe I'd pulled that trick simply because I didn't want her working close to Jarvis.The building had more than enough space, so relocating the tech team wasn't difficult to justify. In fact, the management team had already discussed expanding their workspace before I interfered.I simply made the decision happen faster.I returned to my desk and tried to concentrate on work.Ten minutes late

HAZEL Elvis was already sitting when I got there. I spotted him from a distance and slowed down. Now I was nervous. I should have thought this through properly before calling him. Standing here now, I realised there were several missing steps in that brilliant plan. The biggest one being how I was supposed to cut hair from a grown man's head without him noticing. Regardless, I was already here. Turning around would only mean having to do this another day. I walked over. Elvis raised his head as I approached. “Hi.” “Hi.” “Thanks for coming.” “It’s fine. Come, sit.” I sat beside him, leaving enough space between us that there was no chance of our bodies touching. I placed my handbag beside me and slipped my hands into my jacket pockets. My fingers brushed against the small ziplock bag I'd brought. Everything was ready. All I needed was the sample. He turned towards me. “You said you had something to tell me.” Straight to business. Why couldn't this man talk unnecessari

HAZELMy heart was beating so hard I was sure Elvis could hear it.I removed my hand from his.“This is already too late.”His facial expression changed, but I couldn't afford to pay attention to it.“William is a good man, and I won't betray him. What we had is in the past, and it should remain there.”“Hazel.”“No.”I took another step back.If I let him speak, there was a chance he would say something else I didn't need to hear. I'd already heard enough for one night.I love you, Hazel Carter.Those words alone were going to give me trouble.“You asked if I ever genuinely loved you, and I answered you. That's all this conversation should be.”“I didn't know you felt that way.”“And now you do.”“You didn't give me a chance to explain myself back then.”I shook my head.“We're not doing this.”“Why?”“Because we're both seeing other people.”His mouth tightened.“I'm not seeing Emily, well not in that way.”I nearly asked him to explain, but stopped myself.Whatever was happening be

HAZELAnother Monday morning, this one felt different.By this evening, William and I would pick up the DNA result.I tried not to think too much about it. I had work, and staring at the clock wouldn't make five o'clock come faster.The new office building was impressive, but my mind was too occupied to properly look around. I had been told my office was on the tenth floor.I walked towards the lift and pressed the button, the doors opened. I stepped inside and pressed ten.Just before the doors closed, someone else entered.I moved slightly to give the person space, my nose recognised that cologne. I lifted my head and saw Elvis. His eyes met mine.“What are you doing here?” I asked immediately.“Good morning to you too.”“Good morning. What are you doing here?”“I have an office here.”My eyes narrowed.“Since when?”“For a while.”That didn't answer anything.“So you work from here?”“Sometimes. I seldom come here unless it's important.”I faced the doors again. The Laurents seeme

HAZELI picked up my bag and left as fast as my legs could carry me.I heard William call my name, but I didn't stop.By the time I got to my car, my hands still hadn't stopped shaking. I reached for the door handle and missed it the first time.“Damn it.”I tried again and got the door open.My keys were inside my bag, but there was no way I was driving like this, and riding home with William in the same car was the last thing I wanted to do.I shut the door again and walked away. I needed space to think properly, far away from William. I walked out of the hospital compound and kept going until I saw a taxi approaching.I raised my hand. It slowed and stopped beside me.I opened the back door and got in.“Where, ma?”“Anywhere.”The driver turned to look at me.“Anywhere?”“Yes.”He studied my face.“Are you okay, ma?”I scoffed. Did I look okay to him?My chest felt like it was ripping apart from everything I'd just heard. William was Maya's father. Even thinking it sounded wrong.H