Chapter 73. Broken Bonds

Evelyn

Shock etched all over her face, growing even more pronounced as she stammered, “Wait, w-what?”

Dad’s voice cut through the air like a knife, “You heard me, Chloe. Pack your fucking bags and get out.” His gaze shifted to Jacob, while Clara clung tightly to Dad from behind, more likely acting as a human buffer to prevent any potential outbursts.

I was losing my shit, my heart pounding in my chest, and my anxiety had already become a brewing storm ready to unleash itself and fucking destroy me.

“And you,” he continued, addressing Jacob as he pointed a finger at him, “I regret ever considering you my friend. Not only did you exploit my daughter’s emotions, but you allowed your bitch to insult her under my own fucking roof. I have to praise your audacity cause you actually fucking deserve it! Take your bitch and leave.”

“Samuel, you can’t just insult me like this,” Chloe’s jaw clenched. Of course, a woman like her would surely be more concerned