All Chapters of My Bestie's Ex : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

23 Chapters

Chapter 1: Goddamn... your sweat is so tempting

Muah… Muah… Muah… Pat kisses Way passionately, Capturing Way's lip in a deep, lingering kiss., performing Strawberry Snowball kissing with Way, Way responded eagerly as his waist moves instinctively. Pat's hand slid into Way's smooth armpit, as he gently rubbed on it before lightly pinching it, The slight pain sent a tingling sensation through Way’s body, drawing out a soft moan. In response, Way lightly bit Pat’s lip"Ow", Pat murmured lightly, " Wifey, why are you being naughty?, biting my lip is an offense, you know right? Do you need to be scolded?", Pat said to Way. He cupped Way’s face tenderly, his thumb brushing softly against his cheek before his hand moved to tangle lightly in his hair."What about you pinching my underarm, Pat?" Way asked in a low, seductive tone, holding onto Pat’s waist."Only I can scold you, Okay?, When I'm done with you, you won't be naughty anymore". Pat said these to Way as he slowly released his hand from Way's hair and lowered his head, lickin

Chapter 2: I did everything I could, but he still left

Pat reluctantly pulled his suitcase out of the house. It was written all over his face, he wasn’t ready to leave.“Ugh…tsp… even this suitcase doesn’t want to move,” Pat muttered sulkily as he lazily dragged it along.“Are you sure it’s the suitcase… or you?” Way asked with a smile as he stepped out of the house to meet him.He gently took the suitcase from Pat, lifted it, and carried it into his Mercedes AMG car. After placing it in the trunk and closing it, he walked back to Pat, who was still standing by the door, unwilling to move an inch.“P’ Pat, I should be the one feeling sulky right now. You know I’ll be left here alone… Do you even realize how sad I am?” Way said, folding his arms with a slight pout.Pat knew Way was right. Way was all alone in the United States, he had only come here because of work. Once Pat left, he would be by himself again. Realizing this, Pat felt a twinge of guilt. He softened, then pulled Way gently into his arms.“I’m sorry, Nong. I was being selfi

Chapter 3:Wayu, If you keep spoiling me like this...

The red Hyundai G80 sports car glided smoothly to a stop in front of the company building.A moment later, the door opened, and Pat stepped out. He was dressed in a dark green knitted zip-neck polo, unzipped halfway to reveal his toned collarbone, paired with cream-colored trousers. He looked noticeably more put together, more striking than before.As he walked into the building, he greeted people politely. They returned his greetings with warm smiles, some quietly murmuring to one another as they watched him pass.“P’ Pat looks so good today. I think he’s finally pulling himself back together,” a young female employee whispered to her colleague as they walked by.“Mmm… I’d love to see the old, cheerful Pat again. He’s been so gloomy for a long time,” the colleague replied softly.Pat stopped in front of an office door and glanced through the blinds. Inside, the room was busy—everyone focused on their work, soft chatter blending into a low hum.He let out a quiet sigh before pushing t

Chapter 4: Don’t you like it, me sneaking in like this?

The shower ran steadily, steam curling along the bathroom walls.Pat stood beneath it, head bowed, water cascading over his hair and down his unmoving body. One arm rested against the tiled wall for support, his fingers slack, as though even holding himself up required effort.The soap on his skin had long since thinned, slipping away under the stream, but he made no move to rinse or scrub.He just stood there.Still.Alone.The quiet pressed in around him, heavy, suffocating.And then, like it always did…his mind betrayed him.A memory surfaced.Uninvited.Unrelenting.Pat’s mind drifted again, …..Back to a quiet afternoon at Way’s apartment.Sunlight had filtered softly through the frosted bathroom glass, casting a warm glow across the tiled walls. Pat had been in the middle of his shower, absentmindedly working soap across his shoulders, down to his chest, lost in his own thoughts.He didn’t notice at first.The door had opened quietly.Way stood there, naked, leaning lightly a

Chapter 5: Who said I was flirting?

The glowing sign of Siam After Dark shimmered above the street like a secret waiting to be uncovered. Nestled between luxury hotels and high end boutiques.Outside Siam After Dark Lounge, Pat and Tee came out of Tee's car, walked into the loungeAs the sleek black doors opened, a wave of cool air kissed Pat’s skin. The scent inside was intoxicating, a blend of aged whiskey, expensive cologne, soft jasmine incense, and polished wood. Dim amber lights glowed beneath smoked-glass shelves lined with crystal bottles of premium liquor, making the entire bar shimmer like liquid gold.Tee stepped in first, effortlessly confident as always. His fitted black shirt hugged his frame perfectly, the top buttons left undone just enough to reveal the silver chain resting against his collarbone. Beside him, Pat adjusted the sleeves of his dark blazer, his eyes slowly scanning the lounge with quiet fascination.The interior of Siam After Dark was breathtaking.A live jazz band played from a small eleva

Chapter 6: You're interested in him?

Pat laughed drunkenly against Tee's shoulder.“The floor’s moving again,” he mumbled.“The floor is not moving,” Tee replied, exhausted already.“It definitely is”Yut watched the scene quietly before setting his whiskey down.Tee sighed heavily, trying to pulled Pat upright while reaching for his car key.“You're impossible”“I'm charming”“You're heavy”Before Tee could struggle any futher, Yut stood up from the booth.“I'll help”Tee hesitated instinctively But Pat already leaning half his weight against Yut's shoulder uselessly.Between the two of them, they managed to pull Pat upright. Together, they both guided Pat through the crowded lounge. His arm hung heavily around Tee’s shoulders while Yut steadied him from the other side.Pat mumbled incoherent complaints under his breath.Pat’s head dropped forward slightly.“Tee…” he muttered weakly.“Yeah, yeah. I’m here,” Tee answered softly.“Wayu… Wayu, you know… he is a…” Pat stuttered drunkenly before suddenly blurting out far to

Chapter 7: Do scammers place tags on their foreheads?

The office buzzed with the sharp rhythm of productivity. Keyboards clicked rapidly beneath hurried fingers. Large project boards covered the glass walls, filled with venue layouts, sponsorship schedules, lighting concepts, and guest arrangements for upcoming luxury events. Staff members moved in and out carrying documents, fabric samples, and coffee cups as overlapping conversations blended into organized chaos. At the center of it all sat Pat and his team around a long conference table. A massive digital screen displayed the blueprint for an upcoming government gala event that their company had been entrusted to organize. “This section needs better crowd flow,” Mok said while pointing at the presentation screen. “If VIP guests arrive from the east entrance, media traffic shouldn’t cross the same hallway.” “Agreed,” Pat replied immediately, flipping through the printed layouts in front of him. His voice was calm and focused, professional in a way the team had missed for a lon

Chapter 8: Failed Attempt

Evening settled softly over City as the employees gradually streamed out of the event company building after a long day of work. Pat walked alongside Tee and several other staff members, one hand tucked into his pocket while the others chatted indistinctly around him about project deadlines, food, and weekend plans. Pat looked slightly less burdened. Not fully healed, but lighter. “P’Mok almost murdered us with that government project today,” one staff member groaned dramatically. “It’s Pat’s fault for suddenly becoming hardworking again,” another joked. Pat scoffed lightly. “Ungrateful people.” The group laughed softly as they continued toward the parking area outside the company building. Then suddenly, “Khun Pat!” A deep familiar voice called out warmly. Everyone halted almost at once and turned toward the direction of the voice. Leaning casually against a sleek black car parked near the curb stood Yut. One hand rested lazily inside his pocket while the other waved t

Chapter 9: Pat isn’t the dickhead he pretends to be

Later that night, outside the restaurant, the others gradually said their goodbyes and headed toward their cars.Pat had just unlocked his car when Yut stepped beside him.For a few seconds, neither spoke.Then Pat finally turned toward him with a serious expression.“What exactly do you want from me?” he asked bluntly.Yut blinked once.Pat sighed lightly before continuing,“If you just want to sleep with me, you don’t have to go this far.” His voice remained calm and direct. “I’m just not interested in that right now.”For a moment, Yut simply stared at him.Then suddenly,he laughed softly.Not mockingly.More like genuine disbelief.Pat frowned.“You really think that low of me?” Yut asked quietly.Pat didn’t answer immediately.Yut leaned lightly against the side of the car before speaking again, his voice gentler now.“I liked you the moment I saw you.”Pat’s eyes shifted toward him slightly.“I don’t fully understand what this feeling means yet,” Yut admitted honestly. “But I k

Chapter 10: Just dinner

Morning sunlight filtered softly through the wide glass windows of the condominium, casting warm golden light across the quiet kitchen. Pat stood by the counter already dressed in a fitted cream shirt, already prepared for work, as the scent of freshly brewed tea lingered in the air around him. The soft ticking sound from the toaster filled the silence. The morning felt unusually peaceful. Pat leaned lightly against the counter while waiting for the toast bread to pop up, absentmindedly stirring the tea in his mug. Then suddenly, a faint smile escaped from the corner of his lips without warning. Even he didn’t notice it immediately. His fingers slowly reached for the phone lying beside the kitchen counter. Tap. The call log opened. Pat’s eyes landed on the unfamiliar number sitting near the top of the screen. Still unsaved. Pat stared at it for a few seconds before scoffing lightly under his breath. “What a persistent nuisance…” he muttered quietly. Still, his thumb mo

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