Novel & Cerita My Fathers Best Friend

“It’s not every day the CEO of one of the richest companies in the world comes dashing in to kick his manager in the face for his employee. You can be frank with us. Is he an uncle, godfather… lover?” She raised her eyebrow and smiled mischievously. My gut churned and I could feel my waning. This was not good. “He is none of those things. He is just my best friend’s father. That’s all.” The table was silent as if they were all weighing my answer. That was partly the truth. Fuck! I was breaking a sweat. “That cuts out,” Gina said with a shrug. “He is super protective over Bridget. I wouldn’t be surprised that he would treat her friend the same way. He is definitely a girl-dad.”

Scott were. “Dad, I'd like you to meet Ashton, my friend. Ashton, meet my Dad. “I see… Your friend?” My dad asked, emphasizing the “friend”. I almost laughed at his expression. Did he think I’d remain single forever? Why was he so surprised and uncomfortable because I introduced a male friend? “Nice to meet you Mr. Garcia.” Ashton said, extending his hand for a handshake. “Likewise.” My dad said, his voice sounded forced.

Tonight, I was just someone trying to drown the sound of my lesbian girlfriend walking away. With one last shred of hope, I dialed again, thumb hovering over the screen like it might burn me. It rang twice. Then clicked. “Hey,” a deep, familiar voice answered. “I don’t know why you keep calling or who the hell you are, but she’s not available right now. Bye.” The line went dead. I froze, phone still pressed to my ear, heart slamming against my ribs. That voice. I’d know it anywhere. My father. Duncan Blackwood.

“Yes.” “About the transplant?” “Yes.” “And the donor search?” “Yes.” His eyes narrow slightly. “But that’s not the only thing on your mind.” I hesitate. For a long moment I listen to Maya’s steady breathing before finally speaking. “Dominic…” I say quietly. Adrian doesn't look surprised. “He’s her father.” “Yes.” “And genetically he could be the best chance she has for a match.” Adrian exhales slowly before nodding. “That’s true.” The words feel heavy in my mouth.

BIANCA “He was your father,” he added. My breath stopped for a moment, and my hands trembled at my sides. Everything I saw was true. Nearly Everything I feared all through the ride here was becoming true. “He and Fredrick were best friends,” Dad continued. “Closer than brothers even. They built everything together, the businesses, the empire, everything.” My eyes widened as it burned with unshed tears. “Until it all fell apart,” he added. I leaned forward slightly, my eyes still widening.

My Mother-in-law went on, her soft voice yanking me back to reality. " Your father was a lovely person. He would have been a great father, but sadly, he never got to know you " She added, solemnly, and as her words sank in, a tear slid down my cheek, a tear for the father I never met, a father who never got to see me. " Your father-in-law, your mother, and I used to be best friends. We grew up together, just like you and Rhys." Speaking that far, she paused, looking into the distance, as if unwilling to recall the past.

"You're fucking my father and you never meant to hurt me?" "Don't talk to her like that," I said automatically. "Don't defend her!" Eudora whirled on me. "Don't you dare defend her right now. She's my best friend, she's known me since we were kids, and you—" She jabbed a finger at my chest. "You're my father. You're supposed to protect me, not seduce my friends the second I leave town." "It wasn't like that." "Then what was it like?" She was shouting now, drawing the attention of neighbors. "Please explain to me how you accidentally started fucking someone half your age who happens to be my best friend."

When Dad started to talk, I’m all ears for me not to miss even the single detail of whatever he says. Dad talk first about his best friend, Andrea. I was hurt by what I found out today but not the worst. I think, that's also because I grew up not close to my Mom.

"I'll be out for a bit. I don't want the kids to hear us fighting." Father always avoided the topic of conversation, which made Mother even more sure of her suspicions all along. Until finally one day Dad opened up to Mom about what had kept him busy the past few months. “I met an old friend, we used to be very close friends. He's my best friend especially when I'm really down and hard, I owe him a lot.” “Your old friend is a woman? Is she someone you can't forget?!” Mom poked at Dad's words about someone who sounded very meaningful in his past life.

"I am sorry, I should have come back, but it was too hard seeing this place without. It was his proudest achievement. The loss was too much, he may have been like a father to you, but he was father to me, a mentor and a best friend. I am sorry, if you felt like I had abandoned you, but I had to grieve in my own way. I needed space, then the season started and you know the rest." I didn't have to explain anything to him, but I did. He was my friend even though we were going through a rough patch at the time of the incident. I didn't wait for his answer and went straight to the gym where his father was supposed to be. He was my father's best friend and right hand man. Even though both claimed