Novel & Cerita Jack Dylan Grazer Relationship

The trust was gone between them, and he didn’t think they would ever get that back. Something must have occurred to Dylan because his eyes widened. “Is she... Was she the one who fought with Amber?” he asked quietly. When he didn’t answer, Dylan poured himself another shot and knocked it back. “I’m sorry, Jax. I should have known... You’ve changed a lot lately that it was easy to believe,” Dylan said as he rubbed his hands over his tired-looking face. “I’m so fucking sorry.” He didn’t accept the apology. He couldn’t.

This connection was the foundation of Grayson and Dylan’s almost brotherly relationship. Dylan took a slow sip of his wine, amusement dancing in his sharp gaze. “I have to say…” he began, setting his glass down with a soft clink. His lips curled into a knowing smirk. “Now I get it.” Grayson arched a brow. “Get what?” Dylan’s smirk widened as he leaned back in his chair, one ankle resting over his knee. He hasn't finished teasing him yet. “Why you’ve been glued to Sunnydale for the past month.”

That competition had been the highlight of my student years. However, Dylan had always mocked those awards as nothing more than school awards. Eventually, I stopped mentioning them. “I wanted to reach out back then. But after graduation, you seemed to vanish.” I looked down, remembering that Dylan had often said a wealthy man’s wife should not be out in public. “Later, I heard about your relationship with Dylan…” Jasper gently lifted my chin, making me meet his gaze. “I swore if I ever got the chance again, I wouldn’t miss it.”

Chapter Fifty Three - Care Tori's POV I furrowed my brows in confusion, Gracie must have noticed the confusion written on my face because I had left her stretched out hands hanging in the air, my focus was on the frame. "Oh, you must know him. He is very famous." Gracie said dropping the tray of cookies on the center table. She paused to sigh heavily before continuing. "That is Dante. He used to be my husband until we got a divorce of recents." She blurted out. I turned around to gaze at her with my eyes wide open in shock.

Zack smiled which made Drake's eyes narrowed. "I have been courting her since before. But that was after she quit working in my grocery store. I tried to stop her, saying I would give her a raise, but she did not and continued resigning while saying her son needed her more than her job. Who are you to Beatrice?" My eyes darted to their joined hands. Drake was not releasing Zack's hand. Drake was never bothering to hide his disgust towards my previous boss which I did not understand at all. "I'm Grayson's Dad."

All she felt was the past crashing back like a tidal wave. She and Dylan had grown up together. After her parents passed away, the Xanders took her in, and from that point on, they were raised like siblings—half-related by circumstance, not by blood. In her memories, Dylan had always been distant, proud, the kind of person who kept his emotions under lock and key. And yet, even someone like him could fall to his knees for love. Jenny Adams—his first love—was an intern at Xander Corporation. At the company’s annual gala, Dylan fell for her at first sight. After that, he chased her relentlessly.

He did not want to involve his family in this matter or endanger their lives. “I’m married, but not to Gracie,” he revealed, a relieved sigh escaping Declan. Had he been mistaking Gracie all this while? “Tell me what I should know.” There was a thin smile on his face that caused Jacob to relax. “Gracie and I are best friends. I proposed to her before, but she turned me down, saying she only loves me as a friend. I was broken, so I left for a few years, and that was how you met her.”

Not to mention, he as well did seem to have his questions about why I would need to return instead of enjoying some quality time with them. But when I mentioned Gracie, they were convinced. My parents had met her once before—shortly after I had returned to them, she came to visit me once, and they clicked almost instantly. Dylan was not around then, as he had to visit a nearby pack to discuss some issues, so he has never met her. But I and my parents spoke nothing but good of her. So, despite his wariness towards the woman he has never met before, he seemed to be a bit more accepting of me spending time with her than someone else unknown to the family.

she explained shocking us the more. “He’s Connor’s personal assistant.” I clarified, gulping down my now cold coffee. “Hol’up a sec right there,” NK said raising her hands in confusion. “Lemme get this straight okay? So what you are saying is, the guy who made that public confession while you were in high school turned out to be Gracie’s boyfriend’s personal assistant?” “That’s right,” I nodded, realizing how complicated it sounded coming from NK. “Holy shit,” she muttered wide eyed, “so, what does he want coming to pay for your grocery?”

“What can I say? We love drama.” He chuckled, then became serious. “Obviously, this has been stressful. Katy okay?” “She’s amazing. Supportive. Understanding.” “And you?” “I’m a fucking mess.” “And you’re telling me first because you’re worried about Gracie’s reaction.” “Yes.” “You really didn’t know?” he asked quietly. “No.” “Then she’ll come to terms with it. I’ll stand by you—and her.” “Thanks, Jaxson.” “Favorite son-in-law now?” “Meh. I suppose.”