Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law novel Chapter 535

But because Irene had never had a mate before, she knew right away that Chuck was hers. However, Chuck, though he feels a connection towards Irene, doesn’t know that she’s his second chance.

My heart broke for Irene because that must be so difficult.

“I’m so sorry,” I tell her.

She just shrugged and gave me a sad smile.

“It’s okay,” she told me, even though I knew it wasn’t. “But anyway, it would mean everything to me if you could come to the charity banquet with me. Please, Judy, I don’t have anyone I can ask. You’re kind of my only friend.”

“Are you sure you even want to go to this event in the first place?” I asked her. “Especially with Ethan’s family being there.”

She groaned.

“Don’t remind me,” she muttered. “But I have to be here. It's expected as the Landry Heir.”

I raised my brows.

“Will Matt be there too, then?”

She shook her head.

“He’s too young,” she explained. “He’ll stay home with Alex.”

I nodded, still pondering this. I really didn’t want to let her down, but I wasn’t sure I could face Gavin and Rachel again. My stomach was still in a knot from my last interaction with them.

As if she could read my mind, Irene leaned forward with a sly smile on her face.

“I’ll have my designer make a gorgeous dress for you,” she assured me. “Something that’ll knock the socks off my father. He’ll regret trading you in for little Miss Perfect.”

I hadn’t really gotten the chance to talk to Irene about Rachel. I knew Rachel had come by the mansion once or twice with Gavin/ She had known Irene when she was only a little girl so I assumed it’d be a happy reunion. I didn’t want to hear it from Irene that Rachel was perfect for her father, and she was happy that she returned, so I kept my distance from Irene these last few weeks.

But seeing Irene’s face as she mentioned Rachel, it made my brows raise so high they disappeared through my hairline.

“Not a fan of her?” I asked her, my curiosity getting the best of me.

“Guess it runs in the family,” Irene said softly. “Do you think he’ll ever forgive me?”

I thought about it for a moment and then nodded.

“I think he already has,” I told her. “Just give it some time. Once things start slowing down, you’ll be able to see him again.”

She let out a breath and then nodded. We fell into a comfortable silence for a long while before she cleared her throat and looked at me.

“So, should I call my stylist and have her design you the perfect dress for the event?” she asked, a smile lighting up her face.

After another beat of silence, I finally nodded.

“Okay, yeah,” I told her. “I’ll go.”

She squealed happily as she grabbed her phone to text her stylist.

“You won’t regret this,’ she told me happily. “We are going to make my father regret ever giving you up.”