Chosen By My Mate's Father-in-law novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Babysitter

[Jasmine’s POV]

Before Gareth could reply, I stepped to the side and stormed off. Part of me felt good at having the last word, but my eyes were burning with tears that I refused to shed. I could feel his stare as I walked down the hallway, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of turning around and looking back.

Why did he have such a low opinion of me? Why did he believe me to be such a sinister person?

And the biggest question was, why did I care what he thought of me so much? Why did Gareth Laken thinking that I was a malicious person splinter my heart right down the middle?

When I made it to Isabella’s door, I took a deep breath to calm myself and let it out slowly. My only goal right now was to cheer her up. I would try to forget about her aggravating father for now.

I knocked on her door.

"Come in," Isabella called in a brighter tone than before.

In her room, Elliot’s scent hit me like a slap to the face as usual, worsening my mood.

At least Isabella seemed happier now that I’d agreed to spend the day with her. She was holding out a short white dress with an excited grin.

"I think that your tan skin will look lovely in white!"

I tried to fake a smile, but I caught sight of myself in the mirror, and it came out more like a grimace.

Isabella’s face fell. "What’s wrong? Did my dad say something to you?" She put one hand on her hip and frowned.

"He just wanted to talk about how Michelle’s tutoring was going." I avoided her questioning gaze. "That dress is pretty."

I purposely changed the subject to fashion so that Isabella would be distracted. It worked, and she excitedly gave me the dress, saying that she couldn’t wait to see it on me.

After I showered and changed into the short dress, Isabella gave me wedge sandals and expertly put my hair into a complicated-looking braid. She kept my makeup light and natural, sticking to mostly neutral tones.

"You look beautiful!" she exclaimed when she deemed me ready.

"So do you," I replied and nodded at her light-blue dress.

We walked down the stairs, but Isabella stopped short when she noticed her father and Beta Kevin standing by the front door, speaking in low voices.

Isabella frowned and glanced back at me.

But I couldn’t look away from Gareth. My hands clenched into tight fists. I had a feeling that I knew what this was about.

"Isabella," Gareth called, turning toward his daughter, ignoring me. "Beta Kevin will drive you wherever you’d like to go."

"Jasmine and I are just going to the mall and out to eat," Isabella told him. "I can drive us. I’m an adult. I don’t want a babysitter, Dad."

"I’d feel more comfortable if Beta Kevin drove you," Gareth insisted. "Please do not argue with me." His eyes sparked with barely suppressed anger.

"But—"

He raised his hand to cut off his daughter’s retort. "End of discussion, Isabella."

Gareth’s bad mood had to be because of me. He was having Beta Kevin drive us to keep an eye on me so I didn’t corrupt his precious daughter.

I resisted the temptation to roll my eyes.

"Fine," Isabella huffed and walked out of the house without saying goodbye to her dad.

I left the house without even looking at Gareth. But I felt his heated gaze on me as we followed Beta Kevin to one of the many fancy cars in the long driveway.

When we got into the backseat, Isabella tapped Beta Kevin on the shoulder. "Please roll up the divider. I want to have at least a little privacy."

He smiled fondly at her. "No problem."

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