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CHAPTER 15 - THE MIDNIGHT HOUR
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2026-06-20 10:05:32
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Falling for My Best Friend's Dad CHAPTER 74: ONE PROBLEM AT A TIME
Eugene's POV The door didn't open immediately. I stood in the corridor, the silence stretching tight until the sharp click of the lock finally broke it. Emily swung the door inward, standing in the frame with her arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her eyes were red and heavily shadowed from a sleepless night, her expression frozen into a guarded, defensive mask. "Dad," she said, her voice completely flat, lacking any of her usual warmth. "I told Flora last night that I needed time. I really don't want to do this right now. My head is pounding, and I just want to be left alone." "We are doing this right now, Emily," I said, my tone a low, unyielding baritone. I stepped past her into the room, forcing her to close the door behind us. I turned around, looking down at my daughter, stripping away all corporate diplomacy. "Flora is gone." Emily frozen, her arms dropping slightly to her sides. "What do you mean, gone? Where did she go?" "She packed her bags and left the estate before
Falling for My Best Friend's Dad CHAPTER 73: THE EMPTY ROOM
Eugene's POV I walked into my master bedroom, the heavy double doors shutting out the suffocating silence of the corridor. I didn't turn on the lights. Instead, I stripped off my casual grey shirt, throwing it toward the armchair, and paced the length of the dark room. My mind was working at lightning speed, shifting into the cold, calculated state I used to dismantle failing corporate boards. I needed a strategy. Last night had been a tactical disaster, but I was not a man who allowed disasters to dictate his life. I was Eugene Vance. I controlled my outcomes. First thing in the morning, I would execute a plan. I would give Emily a few hours to vent her initial shock, then I would sit her down and lay out the reality of the situation with absolute clarity. She would see that my feelings for Flora were permanent, not a passing whim. Then, I would reinforce the security around Flora, ensuring she felt completely anchored in this house despite Emily's anger. I just needed the sun to
Falling for My Best Friend's Dad CHAPTER 72: BROKEN ECHOES
Flora's POV The sound of my own frantic breathing seemed to fill the entire hallway as I sprinted after Emily. Behind me, the heavy thud of Eugene’s boots echoed against the hardwood, but I didn't stop. "Emily! Please, wait!" I cried out, my voice cracking with absolute panic. She slammed her bedroom door shut, but before she could turn the lock, I threw my weight against the wood, forcing it open. Emily stumbled back, spinning around to face me. Her face was completely pale, her eyes red and swimming with fresh, angry tears. Eugene appeared in the doorway a second later, his massive frame completely filling the space. His jaw was clenched so tightly a muscle twitched in his cheek, his dark eyes wide with a terrifying blend of protective panic and raw dread. He took a step into the room, his voice a low, commanding rumble. "Emily—" "Eugene, stop. Please," I gasped, placing a trembling hand flat against his broad chest, physically holding him back. I looked up into his eyes, begg
Falling for My Best Friend's Dad CHAPTER 71: INTO THE LIGHT
Flora's POV The afternoon sun cast long, lazy shadows across the floor of the sitting room. I curled my legs up onto the plush sofa, a warm mug of chamomile tea resting between my hands. After the absolute emotional hurricane of the past twenty-four hours, the quietness of the house felt like a physical blanket. Today was the very last day of my sick leave. Tomorrow morning, I would be putting on my corporate attire, stepping back into the sleek, glass-and-steel offices of Vance Financial, and resuming my role as an intern. But everything would be different now. The man sitting in the executive corner office was no longer just the intimidating, legendary Eugene Vance. He was the man who had held me in the dark, the man who had fiercely protected me, the man I loved. My hand unconsciously dropped down to my lower stomach, my fingers brushing gently against the soft fabric of my cotton shirt. *Our baby.* The thought made my heart swell with an overwhelming mixture of intense joy an
Falling for My Best Friend's Dad CHAPTER 70: A CLEAN SLATE
Eugene's POV The pale, quiet light of dawn was just beginning to filter through the curtains when I gently slipped out from beneath the heavy blankets. I stood by the side of the bed for a long moment, looking down at Flora. She was fast asleep, her dark hair fanned out across the white pillow, her features completely relaxed and peaceful. I reached down, carefully pulling the sheets up over her bare shoulder, and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. She stirred slightly, a tiny, contented sigh escaping her lips, but she didn’t wake. Leaving her room, I walked down the quiet corridor toward the guest wing, the lightness from last night firmly rooted in my chest. But before I could fully focus on the future with my girl, I had one final piece of trash to discard. When I reached the guest room, I didn't bother knocking. I pushed the door open to find Victoria already awake, sitting on the edge of the mattress next to two large, fully packed suitcases. She looked up, her expression
Falling for My Best Friend's Dad CHAPTER 69: THE TRUTH IN THE DARK
Flora's POV I sat on the very edge of my bed, my knees pulled tightly against my chest, staring blankly at the locked wooden door. The sound of the shattering lemonade glasses down the hall was still ringing loudly in my ears, looping over and over again like a horrific nightmare. *He kissed her.* The image of Victoria’s arms wrapped around Eugene's neck, her lips pressed against his, burned behind my eyelids every single time I blinked. A cold, hollow ache settled deep into my stomach. Just hours ago on the patio, I had finally let my walls down. I had stopped running. I had allowed myself to believe that the rules didn't matter, that the pregnancy didn't have to be a tragedy, and that we could actually work. I had realized I loved him. And then, in a single, crushing second, reality had smashed everything to pieces. Suddenly, a firm, heavy knock sounded against my door, making me jump. "Flora," Eugene’s deep, rough voice echoed from the other side. "Open the door." "Go away,
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