Seducing My Ex's Father In Law by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 801

My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I pulled it out to see a text from Gavin; I couldn’t help the smile that tipped the corner of my lips.

Gavin: Might be a little late tonight. I can pick up dinner on my way home if you want to dismiss the staff early.

Me: Can we do pizza?

The thought of having comfort food sounded perfect, and my stomach growled at the thought of it. I glanced at the time. It was nearing 2 pm; maybe I should have taken the staff up on a snack. I could go into the kitchen and grab some food, or maybe I could run to the packhouse and see Chester. I knew that’s where he was working this afternoon. Nan was busy with her restaurant, and I didn’t want to bother her, plus she would probably end up at the packhouse later anyway because she helped there as well.

Now that she was fully staffed, she was able to take some time off and spend time at the packhouse to help out with certain meals and events.

I could use a friend right now, and I need someone else to talk to.

My phone buzzed again, and I already knew it was Gavin before I saw his name flash across the screen.

Gavin: Pizza sounds great. Just let me know what everyone wants, and I’ll grab it on my way home.

Before I could reply, he sent another text.

Gavin: Did you speak with your parents?

Me: Yes, we can talk when you get home.

Good news or bad

out a

Me: Heavy news.

Gavin: Are you okay?

will talk when you get home. It’s a lot to say over text message, and I’m still processing it

Okay. I

but smile at his words; no matter how many times he tells me he loves me, my

I love

the rest of my tea, and stood to my feet. I needed to get out of here and go to the packhouse. I was going to go crazy if I remained in this villa any longer. But just as I started to leave the parlor, I heard a voice in the hallway, heading

footsteps were hurried, and the voices carried in

to me

saying is fucking

that? He

I feel it? Why doesn’t my wolf recognize you as

are too heartbroken over that loser to see what’s right in front of you. But if you just

1/3

see that I’m

figure out who he was talking to. Her voice was so familiar, but I couldn’t

over this over and over again… my heart cannot take any more of

but shouted, and at the sound of Irene’s name, I stumbled out of

looked like a caged animal; her arms wrapped around her legs, and her bottom lip trembling as