Seducing My Ex's Father In Law (Submitting to My Mate's Father-in-Law) by Caroline Above Story updated 2025 - 26 - Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law Chapter 896

Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law Chapter 896

Gavin yawned.

“Let’s figure it out in the morning,” he said softly. “Then we’ll decide our next steps.”

I nodded in agreement, my body relaxing against his as sleep slowly claimed me. It didn’t take long before I drifted off in his arms.

We woke the next morning to the sound of light chatter in the kitchen and the mouthwatering smell of bacon and eggs. My stomach growled instantly. The scent brought me straight back to my childhood—I had always loved waking up to my mother cooking breakfast.

I’d had a good childhood, and I owed that to my adoptive parents. I knew they’d been trying to protect me, and I couldn’t fault them for that. Still, I also knew it wasn’t right to take me from my birth family simply to protect Meg’s baby.

“I should talk to my parents today,” I told Gavin as we finished getting dressed. “I don’t want to leave things on a bad note. I think I should hear them out.”

Gavin nodded, a faint smile touching his perfect features.

“I think that’s a good idea,” he said.

I let out a slow breath and followed him out of the room. He took my hand, threading our fingers together, and the simple gesture made me feel whole. We headed downstairs toward the kitchen, the chatter growing louder with each step.

Everyone was already awake. Irene sat at the table with my father, while Matt helped my mother flip pancakes at the stove.

“It smells amazing in here,” I said as we walked in.

My parents paused and looked at me, tension thickening the air. I offered them a small smile, hoping to ease it. I was still upset, but I wanted to move forward.

“Good morning,” my mother said cautiously. “Did you sleep well?”

I bit my lower lip.

“Yes. And… thank you again for letting us stay here,” I said.

“This will always be your home, sweetie,” she replied gently. “You don’t need to thank me.”

Her words warmed my chest, and guilt stirred over our argument the night before.

“Do you need any help?” I asked, shifting the conversation.

My mother cleared her throat and turned back to the stove, glancing at the clutter around her.

“I think Matt and I have it handled,” she said, smiling down at him. “Isn’t that right?”

Matt nodded enthusiastically, looking proud enough to make my heart swell.

“Yeah, we’ve got it,” he said, earning a soft laugh from her.

“Why don’t you both sit with your father and Irene,” my mother continued. “We’ll finish up. I made decaf for you, Judy—it’s in the red pot. The black one’s regular for anyone else.”

Gavin kissed my cheek.

“I’ll get your coffee,” he said, heading toward the counter.

I eased myself into a chair.

“Lila is all over social media,” Irene said, wrinkling her nose. “She’s throwing a massive party tonight. And she actually had the nerve to invite me.”

She rolled her eyes.

“She invited you?” I asked, surprised.

“Yep. It’s on neutral territory, so she’s not breaking any rules. Noah and Emmet will be there as backup too. And apparently everyone’s talking about Daisy Baldwin hitting rock bottom. They’re saying she’ll be working the event because she’s broke and desperate. The pictures are brutal.”

Irene scrolled through her phone, clearly unimpressed.

I felt a pang of sympathy. From what I knew, Daisy was bound to Noah Blackwell, and he wasn’t letting her go. If the rumors were true, she really would be working that party—more like a slave than anything else.

“I can’t shut down a party that’s not on my territory,” Gavin said as he placed a cup of decaf in front of me.

It wasn’t the real thing, but it still smelled incredible. He always knew exactly how I liked it. I inhaled the rich scent before taking a slow sip.

“Then I guess we’ll have to think of something else,” I said, glancing around the table. A smile slowly curved my lips.

Gavin studied my face. “What are you thinking?”

I turned to him, my smile widening.

“I’m thinking,” I said, “that we’re going to crash a party.”