Falling For My Ex's Dad (Clarissa and Gabriel) novel Chapter 208

Clairessa’s POV

Jess’s whole posture shifted. She went still, lips pressing into a tight line. “What about him?”

I glanced up, helpless. “He said he misses me. That he wants me back.”

Jess gasped like I’d just told her I was secretly royalty. “I’m sorry—what?!” She scooted closer, practically bouncing. “You are not about to drop that bomb and leave me hanging. Spill. Every. Detail.”

So I did.

I told her everything.

About the conversation in his office.

The way he looked at me.

His apology.

His confession.

How his words made my heart stutter—even though I hated that they did.

How I walked out.

And now? I didn’t even know what the hell I felt anymore.

Jess leaned back slowly, folding her arms. “Damn. That man never does anything halfway, does he?”

“Tell me about it.”

She gently massaged my legs, eyes thoughtful. “So… what do you want to do?”

I swallowed hard. “I don’t know. My emotions are spiraling. It’s like I can’t even tell what’s real anymore. I want to say I’m over him—that I’m done. But it’s not that simple.”

Jess gave me a knowing look. “You’re scared.”

“I’m furious,” I shot back. “He thinks he can just walk back into my life because he suddenly decided he feels something again? He pushed me away. Made me feel like I had to grovel for forgiveness over one lie—one stupid lie I told because I was terrified of losing him. He made me feel like I was nothing. So no, he doesn’t just get to say ‘I want you back’ and expect a damn parade.”

Jess held up her hands. “Okay, okay. I’m on your side. But… just to play devil’s advocate—imagine finding out the woman you’ve been falling for, the one you’re building a future with, turns out to be your son’s ex. And you had no idea. That’s a pretty insane place to be stuck in. And from what you’ve told me, Adrian’s still in the picture—still chasing after you. That just makes it even messier. Maybe Gabriel panicked. Maybe he wasn’t strong enough to fight his own son over you. Either way… he made his choice. And it wasn’t you.”

I turned toward her, narrowing my eyes.

“So… you’re justifying his actions? Are you saying I’m the one in the wrong here?”

“C’mon, Claire, I never said that.”

She lifted her hands again, but I cut her off with a look.

“Then what exactly are you saying?”

“I’m saying maybe—just maybe—you could try seeing it from his side. When you were with him, you always said how much he cared. I saw it too. So maybe… we don’t have to write him off completely over one mistake.”

“Oh, Jess,” I let out a fake, dramatic squeal, wiping imaginary tears.

“I came here because I needed you on my side—not defending Gabriel. I need you to stand with me so we can officially board the Gabriel hate train with snacks and zero regrets.”

Jess made a face, then smiled.

“You’re right.

And yeah, we hate him.”

I chuckled at how fast she switched sides, then came the insults.

“Gabriel’s a bastard,” she spat.

Her mouth formed a dramatic aha. “See? You’re defending him. You can’t even stand to hear me hate him. I also didn’t hear you defend Adrian.”

I gave a playful shrug. “Defend him? Nah. I’m just trying to be... you know, a decent human. Besides, Gabriel’s nothing like Adrian.”

She winked.

“I hear you, girl.

I mean, the man’s built like a Greek god, billionaire status, and—let’s be honest—he gives mind-blowing orgasms. They just don’t make ’em like that anymore… so.”

I choked on a laugh as she continued, shameless as ever.

“If I were you? I’d let him eat me up… just once… and then curse him the next day.”

“Jess... you are unsavable.”

I smirked, but my mind drifted, uninvited, back to that moment—how we’d almost kissed earlier.

Fuck, how much I wanted him to.

Shit. Get it together, Claire.

I shook my head, trying to reset.

“Claire… you’re an emotional wreck, and I think I know the solution to all this.”

I groaned. “Don’t say shots.”

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