Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law novel Chapter 666

Judy’s POV

“Woah, you live here?!” Lucy asked, her mouth dropping to the ground as she stared up at the mansion.

“Not at the moment, but I used to,” I told her. “Nan’s been staying here with her mate. I’ve been here for so long that this place kind of feels like home.”

“You never told me that you lived in a fucking mansion,” Lucy said, folding her arms across her chest. “How could this never come up in conversation?”

“I told you, when I arrived at the Redcliff pack, I didn’t want to think about my old life,” I told her.

“But still,” she said, shaking her head. “I’ve opened up to you, it’s kind of sad that you felt you couldn’t open up to me.”

“It’s not that I didn’t think I could open up to you, Lucy,” I assured her. “It was just too painful to talk about. “

She nibbled on her lower lip. We sat in the front parlor, Nan curled up on the armchair, and Lucy sat beside me on the couch. She was tugging at her fingers, staring down at her lap with a sheepish expression on her face. I know I hurt her when I lied to her, but I was hurting too. The entire time I was in the Redcliff pack, I was in pain. My heart constantly felt like it had exploded when I thought Gavin and Rachel were together and expecting a baby. I thought my world had crumbled, and I was trying so hard to pretend that it wasn’t.

One of the maids walked in and gave us a platter of snacks and some wine. I told her I wasn’t feeling well and asked for water instead. She got me a bottle of water from the kitchen, and I ignored the curious looks from Nan and Lucy.

After thanking her, she retreated.

“You even have a maid,” she said, her eyes wide.

The Redcliff pack was small, and though their packhouse was large, they didn’t have hired staff like that. It was hard for them to have a steady stream of income for stuff like that. That was part of what I liked about that pack; they worked hard for what they had.

“This is Landry's property. Of course, there are maids here,” Nan said, taking a nacho off the platter and stuffing it into her mouth. “Not as good as Chester’s, but they are tasty,” she said, taking another nacho.

The door to the parlor opened, and Irene walked in. She smiled when she saw me and then gave Nan and slight wave.

“Sorry, I’m late,” she said, putting her purse on one of the side tables before taking a seat beside Lucy. “Did I miss anything good?”

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