Falling For My Ex's Dad (Clarissa and Gabriel) novel Chapter 158

Clairessa’s POV

The road blurred before me as tears streamed down my face, the ache in my chest intensifying with each passing second.

My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter than necessary, trying to keep myself together.

The image of Gabriel—naked and asleep, with Tina beside him—kept flashing through my mind as I navigated the streets.

I actually caught him. With her.

And to make it worse, he used that same tired line: "It’s not what you think."

Did he really think I was that naive?

Maybe I was—for ever thinking he was any different from his lying, cheating father.

Like father, like son. Cheats. Heartbreakers.

I thought he was different. I believed him when he said he loved me—wholeheartedly.

I should’ve listened to that voice in my head—the one that warned me not to fall for him, that told me to stop believing there was anything real between us.

I should’ve stuck to the plan: get back at Adrian and walk away.

But I didn’t. I let my guard down. I let myself believe.

And the worst part? I’d been feeling guilty for not telling him the truth about Adrian, about the revenge plan.

Meanwhile, he was the one betraying me the entire time.

I was a fool. A lovesick, blind fool.

I wiped my face with the back of my hand, a dry snort escaping me.

But just as I turned into the driveway, I slammed on the brakes.

What the hell?

Red and blue lights flashed across the pavement, and smoke filled the sky.

Neighbors gathered outside in small groups, their faces tight with worry.

A fire truck rumbled nearby.

I parked hastily, jumping out before the engine even came to a full stop.

“What’s going on?” I muttered, my voice trembling as I rushed toward the building. But before I could get far, a firefighter stepped in front of me, blocking my path.

“I’m sorry, ma’am. We’re still trying to contain the fire—no one’s allowed inside right now. It’s not safe.”

“My apartment…” My voice cracked. “I live here.”

“We’ve evacuated everyone,” he said calmly. “We’re doing all we can.”

“Oh my God,” I whispered, the devastation of seeing it up close worse than I imagined.

Blackened windows, water streaming from hoses above, smoke rising into the sky. I stared in horror.

Everything I’d worked so hard to build—my laptop, my clothes, my certificates, my childhood photos, my life. Gone. Just like that. Gone.

A wave of shock hit me. My knees threatened to give out. “This can't be happening.”

I staggered, nearly falling, until a pair of arms steadied me. I blinked up to find Mrs. Margaret, my elderly neighbor, wrapping her arms around me.

“Clairessa, thank God you’re okay,” she said breathlessly, holding me close. “We thought you were still inside.”

“No, I left early this morning. I never imagined I’d come home to this,” I whispered, staring at the chaos around me.

Mrs. Margaret’s voice trembled with emotion. “Oh, my dear. What’s happening to us is horrible, but we have to be grateful we all got out alive.”

I nodded slowly, her words offering some comfort. She was right. As devastating as this was, the most important thing was that no one had lost their life.

“Everyone’s safe… right?”

“Yes,” she confirmed quickly. “We were lucky. Johnny—the boy from the next block—was banging on doors, waking everyone. We got out just in time.”

I swallowed hard. “Do they know how the fire started?”

“Not yet. The alarms went off early, and they say most of the damage is concentrated on one wing. But no one’s allowed in yet until they do a proper assessment.”

I didn’t know what to say. I just stood there, feeling like I’d been hit by a truck.

Then I heard it—my name being called, cutting through the noise.

“Clairessa!”

I turned—and went still.

Adrian?

He jogged toward me, slightly out of breath, concern etched across his face.

“Claire, are you alright?” he asked, his eyes frantically scanning mine.

“I’m fine…” I managed. “What are you doing here?”

Mrs. Margaret patted my arm, then looked at Adrian with a warm smile. “I’ll leave you with your friend.”

He returned the gesture as she walked away.

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